I spent over an hour picking up food, waiting in lines, and stuck in traffic ust to deliver over two hundred dollars worth of food Every minute felt like effort, every turn of the wheel another expense, gas, insurance mileage, time I could have spent doing anything else. I finally made it to the customer, exhausted and hoping at least the work would be appreciated Then I saw it. An envelope left on the counter, just sitting there. I opened it and saw a ten percent tip. Ten percent. After all that time, all that effort, after navigating through traffic, waiting for the order to be ready, risking my day for theirs. It felt like my work, my time, my energy, counted for nothing. Food deliverv is a luxurv service. People order it to make their lives easier. not thinking about the effort that goes intc getting it to their door. And after all I haddone, I felt completely invisible, like I was worthless. Ten percent on a two hundred dollar order is not iust a tip, it was a reminder that no matter how hard I try, it is never enough for some people. If you cannot even tip twenty percent, do not waste my and everv other