I arrive just before five. There are four boxes. The woman tells me to take them to the back. I am supposed to know where that is. I take it to the place I took it last time and she tells me it is the wrong place. But then the bartender pipes in saying that’s where she wants them. So I leave, heading to my next destination, where I realize there is another delivery right next to the place I was just at. So I drive back and deliver this second load, now during service.