He hated his job.
Terribly so.
Nothing new under the sun really, alot of people regretted the hand fate had delt them in terms of occupation for some reason or another but he truly did feel like his reason was as special as it unbelievable.
some people who don't really value there day to day lives liked to say they hated their jobs because they were so boring an simple, especially if you're a average civilian man just trying to bring home the bread every week as you spend all day doing nothing but deliver packages around the village all day everyday with zero company benefit's or health care.
Sigh,but still it paid the bills an like it or not he wasn't in the position to quit knowing how rough the economy was for civilians, especially now that lord "ramen for brains" was running things in the village an constantly outsourcing work in the village to people of the other four major shinobi village's to "extend relations of peace" as he called it, if you asked a good portion of the civilians out of work they would have quit a few other colorful words to call it. Non they could ever say infront of their mothers mind you.
It wasn't all bad if he was honest, he got a nice village funded white automobile to help deliver heavier pakages in, it was the one thing he could brag about to his friends when he pulled up at their stands with it, automobiles were only recent technology an were considered a sign of status to own, which is why for the time being only the wealthy or those with government job's were given access to use them.
But if he got something much as a single scratch on it he would be in debt for a long ass time an that's IF they allow him to keep his job to pay it off.
Anyways the main reason for him despising his job wasn't because of the restrictions or even the God awful brown shirt an shorts uniform they made him wear, no of he was honest his biggest an most irritating problem was-
"hey Mr. Delivery man",the sly voice of the middle aged woman at the door said with her brown eyes staring playfully at his frightened black one's. "did you bring my package? " she asked with her eyes pointed down on him an definitely not looking at his satchel which held her cardboard box pakage.
Caughting to get her attention he pulled out the small box along with a pad an pen for her to was normal, the easy part, he just needed to egnore everything else an move on to the next house an do the same rutein there.
A mischievous smirk fell on the woman's face as she shook the small box in her hand as if she didn't already know what she ordered an then looked at the delivery man with s smile that sent warning signals up the man's spine. If he wasn't abligated by law to wait for her to sign for the package first he would of hopped in his automobile an test how fast it could go,far far away from here.
"you wanna know what's in it? " she asked him getting a little closer as a bit of her white bed robe started to just so happen to part a little more giving him a nice peak of he bra covered chest.
Purple today it seemed.
"no ma'am, it is against policy to browse any pakages while on duty as it is a direct violation of the recipients provacy" he said reciting a major rule from the mailing company that highered him word for word with practiced eases, he had long since given up trying to reason with.. "these" types of people.9 out of 10 times him talking more than needed to only makes things worse.
"ah, buy I was hoping we could play with it together Mr delivery man",the woman purred making his belly flip flop with fear as he sense this was gonna be another one of those run away like a bitch day's, good thing he kept the engine going.
"ma'am whatever it is I am not interested as it is again company policy to-"
"it vibrates "
An just like that whatever robotic response he was gonna use to deflect the woman's invitation was cut short at her statement, one that gave him a few ideas about what was really in that pakage.
"but I'm not sure if it's better than the real thing,its been so long" she said sauntering over across her houses door frame an placing a hand on his brown uniform covered chest making him squirm an her giggle, like predictor about to clamp down on a highly allusive prey.
"think you could help me figure it out, Mr. Delivery man " she cood in his ear getting waaaaaaay to close to his personal space for his liking.
"mom what are you doing? "
Suddenly the woman practically asulting the poor man went rigged as if someone purr ice down her back, faster than most humans thought possible she detracted herself away from the delivery man stood at the doorway with a sleepy looking blond haired pale skinned boy who looked like he had just woken up.
"oh inoshin-kun w-what are you doing up so early? " the boy's apparent mother asked as she fixed her own blonde haired an clovered bra by closing her bed robe before her child groggy eyes saw anything.
"today's wensday right?,so dad's mail is probably here by now,he said on the phone last night he was getting me some really cool paint brushes I asked for while he was away on his mission in the sand",her son explained mentioning his absent father who had been away for over a month now.
It didn't take long after he wiped away the last bit of crust out of his eyes to for inoshin to notice the trembling delivery man at the front door mostly blocked from view by his mom's robe.
"hey good morning Mr. Delivery man! " he chirped happy towards the man his mother had just tried seduce into commiting adultery with as he walked around his still nervous mother to get to him, speaking of his mom, she was acting weird all of a sudden.
"you got anything for me in there? " he asked pointing to the man's bag's completely oblivious to the cold sweat his mother had behind him as she looked at the man practically begging him not to say anything infront of her child.
he knew the drill by now
"sorry little buddy, nothing today, maybe next time ok" he said forcing on a convincing fake smile while patting the now saddened boys head.
"ow man" he mumbled walking back into the house to go moop for the rest of the day leaving the two adults alone again.
If this was his first time in a situation like this he would no doubt be feeling a huge wave of awkwardness from the whole thing but luckily for him after a year on the job he was sadly a professional.
"sign for the package ma'am ",
Yep if there is one thing he hated the most about his job was having to deal with all the lonely women in konaha wanting to play out their weird fantasy's with him, the friendly neighborhood delivery man.
God help him