My favorite though was the USPS guy who delivered the mail our mail when we lived in a ground floor apartment. He'd wave to us as he walked past the big, glass sliding doors at the front of the apartment, and then drop a "Sorry we missed you" card in our mailbox in the hallway. He was too lazy to even ask one of us to walk back to his truck with him to get the package. Instead, we'd have to wait 24 hours and then drive across town to the post office to pick it up.