one customer who ordered every day, would tip 1 cent one day, 2 cents the next. cowley doesn’t hold a grudge. “now there is a delivery charge, so maybe he thought that was a tip,” said cowley.
occasionally, he gets a big spender. a $100 tip on a super bowl order, or $20 on a $10 order.
like any celebrity, he gets recognized from time to time. a stranger in a supermarket once yelled out, “hey, i know you,” and announced to everyone within earshot, “this guy’s a legend!”
for years, cowley had a uniform, as recognizable as any superhero garb: duck-themed t-shirts. “what the duck?” “duck off.” “no ducking way.”
but it got to him. “when they start calling you ducky, it’s time for something else.”
now he scours value village for t-shirts with images of cars.
the delivery business is challenging these days, what with skipthedishes, doordash and uber eats all competing for a slice of the pie. but cowley wouldn’t dream of leaving minerva’s for a crack at the gig economy.
“nope,” he said. “it’s about the people you work with.” and besides, he doesn’t have a smartphone. he would have to learn to use an app.
he’s got his route, and his regulars — the ones whose eyes light up when they see him — and it feels good. “i delivered to them, and then i delivered to their kids. they are my friends.”