Last Saturday, my neighbor R. asked me whether I saw her Amazon package: she saw a deliver photo, but when she came home, the package was not there. I didn’t see anything, so I couldn’t help her, but then, a similar thing happened to me: I received notification about delivery, but when I came back home, there was nothing. I even walked to the adjacent building to check their lobby, because sometimes, we receive their items and vise versa, but I saw through the glass door that their mailroom floor was empty.
Mine was rather expensive delivery (from Apple), and in addition, the item was personalized, so naturally, I was rather upset, and blamed myself for not texting R. and not asking her to pick up the package, and for being so careless, etc. Next, since the photo showed multiple parcels, I decided to email our condominium mailing list. I rarely do that, but I felt like that was a good reason.
My neighbor R., who’s package was missing two days earlier, followed up with her email, and about 10 minutes later, one of the adjacent building residents responded: there was a pile of packages in our mailroom today! Even though I already checked them, I went back one more time, and this time, entered the building. There was nothing on the floor, but when I looked up, I saw to packages on the first landing up, and guess what – those were my and my neighbor’s packages. I picked them up, returned to our building, and emailed a thank-you note, saying that it would never occur to me to go one flight up. The person, who pointed me originally to the right direction, replied:
We always walk them up. Till they make their way home. I saw a bunch and wasn’t sure who was who. Glad you got them!
Having that both myself and R. are on the third floor, it would take a while until people would realize it was the wrong building!
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