Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 014
GTA: West Island
The pickup took seconds, so the return should take two minutes. That was the first mistake.
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The PIN That Didn't Matter
The building looked ordinary from outside. Inside, one smiling man at the end of a long-term care hallway changed the scale of everything I had been worrying about.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 011
You Have Arrived
The address existed, the dot on the map existed, and apparently the house existed too. The only missing piece was a way in.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 010
Entering Like You Were Never There
At first, every entrance rattled and everyone looked. Eventually I learned that adult life may be mostly about knowing how to handle doors.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 008
The Other Side of the Fence
According to physics, we were half a metre apart. According to daycare rules, we were several minutes apart by car.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 007
The Rules of Waiting
A Montreal ER and a McDonald’s dinner rush have more in common than they should. In both places, arguing rarely moves the queue — but in delivery, every extra minute also costs money.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 006
The Bag Was Sealed. Technically.
The stickers were perfect. The bag was wide open. Apparently the new security system was designed to protect the stickers.
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My Favourite Customer Is the One Who Doesn’t Want to See Me
Leave at door. Do not knock. Do not ring. Perfect. Meet at door? That is where the acting begins — especially when the building has its own ideas about who may use the elevator.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 002
Buzzer Code: Lambert
The buzzer code was a name, 715 led to a French recording, and the Amazon packages by the door started to make perfect sense.
Delivery · Fifth Floor Dispatches · 001
Fifteen Bags, One Salmon, and the Fifth Floor
Fifteen Walmart bags. One wrong apartment. Fifth floor. Then the salmon enters the story.