Do we really need it so fast?

  I recently bought several items on an e-commerce platform in a supermarket, and none of them were delivered on time. This “on time” is the time promised by the platform, one hour. I have a lot of things to buy, it takes time to pick up the goods, coupled with the long distance and inconvenient traffic, sometimes it is late rush hours, and late delivery is normal.
  In fact, I didn’t want to receive these products so soon, because these are the foods that I plan to eat the next day, and I am not in a hurry to rush the goods. Strangely, every time the deliveryman called me halfway, explaining that it might arrive later, they requested to be able to click “Send” first, and promised “definitely delivery”.
  I’m a little unhappy, but I still cooperate with them. I know that whether they can be delivered “on time” is related to their income. If the platform is attentive, it should be able to monitor that their delivery is not standardized, because it is impossible to “send” only a few minutes after a few kilometers away. The problem lies in the previous stage of picking goods, and to improve efficiency, each link needs to be improved, and even technological innovation is needed.
  Before I hung up the phone, I told a delivery master: “Don’t worry so much, come slowly.” He didn’t listen at all and hung up the phone in a hurry. I can imagine his battery car rushing forward immediately. In the community, I also often see rushed delivery staff, and sometimes they run involuntarily. When they were stopped by the security guard at the gate of the community, they would be extremely anxious and “immediately overtime”.
  According to the news, a strong wind knocked down a tree and killed a delivery man. This deliveryman who travels on the streets in windy days does not even want to buy a pack of 8 yuan a cigarette, but he smokes it with paper cigarettes. When he was hit by a tree, he had sent over 400 orders this month. This was his first month in the job, and he hadn’t got a salary yet. In order to deliver food, he spent more than 10,000 on electric cars, and this investment can no longer be collected.
  This is a piece of news that disturbs my heart. I know that if it wasn’t fortunate that the college entrance examination was successful a few years ago, I would probably be one of the delivery staff. Walking on the streets of the city, seeing those “riders” taking advantage of the shade in the trees, sometimes lamenting the progress of the times. You only need a mobile phone to take orders on the platform, and the rest is to pay and return cleanly. In my character, most of you will choose this profession after graduating from high school.
  Today, I’m more a consumer and enjoy these takeaway rider services. Many people are like me, and sometimes I do n’t bother to go downstairs for lunch. People have called online to criticize the management of office buildings that do not allow takeaway brothers to go upstairs.
  In this way, we continue to promote the “progress” of the takeaway industry. In order to improve the service, the platform has launched a “bad review” mechanism. If the delivery of the takeaway brother overtime, or if other rude behaviors are complained, they will lose their income.
  This does have a bright side. It strengthens the relationship between strangers, both enthusiastic and keeping a considerable distance. It not only gets great convenience but also avoids interruption. In the past, how a white-collar worker who didn’t like the bustle would solve the problem of lunch, now he can hide and eat takeaway alone, just like he works on a computer, both lonely and fulfilling.
  However, we rarely think about food delivery. Some media render the takeaway rider’s income, and a new generation of migrant workers who are not willing to engage in traditional construction and garment making are willing to take delivery. This is a pure “piece piece” job. It requires more work and more. Each high-income rider pays more than others.
  People interpret this as an expression of fairness. Indeed, compared to the ambiguity of many office jobs, complaining to each other, the work of delivering food is clean and pure. In this “pretend envy”, we exercised our “rights” with confidence, urged orders, gave bad reviews, and worked together with the platform to build a “more complete take-out system.”
  There is a disturbing rhythm in this system. In the eyes of every delivery person, you can find that sense of urgency, that kind of pressure and eagerness. They know that every step of their own actually means money. Once in the industry, no one can escape from this rhythm, only race against time, faster and faster. Even in bad weather, they couldn’t stop, to be precise, they had lost control of their legs.
  The delivery man who was hit by the fallen tree was actually a reminder to us: Do we really need this fast? The platform promises to deliver 30 minutes, and the platform promises 29 minutes, but do we really need it so fast? When does the pursuit of speed come to an end? For consumers like me, at least occasional moments of reflection are needed, and try not to urge them.
  Someone keeps whip up.