“It creates resentment for everybody except the people who can afford the service.”
On the surface, Postmates seems like a great idea. The app allows customers to easily order any item from any restaurant or store in Seattle (including Starbucks) and have it delivered to their doorstep in less than an hour. Surely there is no better proof that a benevolent God exists than being able to get Ezell’s fried chicken delivered to your front door.
As Postmates tells it, they are fulfilling an unmet need, conjuring up scads of previously nonexistent business for local restaurants and, in the process, creating well-paying, flexible jobs for all the cute, scruffy, underemployed bike messengers of the world. It seems like an ultra-win…