I ran our Snap-On guy off for nearly nine months.
He never handed out flyers, charged full price for things on sale, broke up the deal packages and tried to sell them individually at a tiny, tiny discount. Was a punk about warrantying stuff, and on and on.
Not just our shop but every stop on his route had nothing good to say about him.
Total scumbag, and the Snap-On lady "regional whatever" who rode around with him the first few weeks was almost as bad. I had asked about purchasing a rebuild kit for an old service ratchet, my father's. The ***** wanted to take it, saying it's gov't property. I told her I would close the gate and fire up an excavator (hint hint) before I let her run off with my dad's ratchet.
After catching him in the act for like the third or fourth time I told him to never come back or I would indeed bury him and his whole truck out back.
We have another Snappy driver who lives right down the street, but can't service us because of territory restrictions.
Meanwhile my guys at work have been without a Snappy fix for nine months, pestering me everyday to get a new guy in here. SO corporate didn't care and wouldn't do anything, so I had to let the scumbag back. I did give him the mafia-girl ultimatum which I won't repeat here. A couple of my guys actually went to HS with him and warned him that I make good on my promises.
First time back he brought flyers, some pink stuff for me and a SO tool bag for free.
Still don't like him one bit, but the boys get their weekly fix and everyone is cautiously happy once again.
Besides the pink stuff I couldn't resist I won't be buying anything from him. I talked to the other SO guy, and he said he can meet me at my house or his anytime. Even on the weekends, and his truck has 10x the amount of stuff on it too. He will get my and the shop's business from now on.
Still wish I could get a Cornwell truck in here, apparently they only service the other side of the Hudson. fml
But yeah, don't take any tears from your driver too seriously. It was his choice to get into this business, if it's too much work for him, he's free to do something else.
"Stop your crying, do your job, or GTFO."