Yesterday, I left two packages - in priority mail boxes, clearly marked with the recipient's address and my own - at my front door. I had scheduled a pickup online with USPS.com.
At 8pm, they were still in front of my house.
Perplexed, I retrieved the two boxes and went inside to schedule another delivery.
This morning, I was setting the packages outside my front door when I ran into my neighbor (who appears here and here.)
Neighbor: Oh good! You still have your packages!
Me: Excuse me?
Neighbor: Your packages! The Postlady tried to take them yesterday.
Me: ...
Neighbor: I told her not to!
Me: [sets down packages at the front door] I want her to take them.
Neighbor: But they're yours!
Me: That I'm sending. To someone else.
Neighbor: You try to do someone a favor...
Now re-read the above with the following in mind:
This neighbor works.
At the post office.
