Well. That was scary.

I just had a package arrive that was shipped USPS on January 29th from Virginia. It spent a month circling Atlanta, GA before it finally made it to Albuquerque, NM. Apparently, the bar code placed on the package by USPS was incorrect, so it kept coming and going from Atlanta until someone finally noticed and blacked out the bar code with a sharpie and circled the actual address.
 
If you are regularly getting hundreds of dollars worth of merch in the mail, I would suggest renting a PO box and picking it up yourself. I use my work's PO box because I don't trust home delivery anymore.

Reasonable advice.
But since I blew my daughter's college fund on knives 15 years ago, I've been much more circumspect with my funds. She turned out OK, and she decided not to go to college anyway. ;)
 
My neighbor ended up getting his mug plastered all over our neighborhood's social group pages.

He had one of his parcels mistakenly delivered to a neighbor across the creek from us. He works for USPS but this wasn't his route. He simply went over to the lady's house, identified his package on her porch, politely knocked on the door, waited patiently while she looked at him through the peephole, and then took his parcel away with him when she wouldn't answer the door.

She was so affronted that she cried foul for days until folks, including my wife, told her to settle down. Small town drama.
 
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