It was my third purchase (of 10 CK x pills) on the original SR during spring '13. I was nervous as hell about it because it was going to have to go through customs (from Canada to US). The first strange part is that I received a note from the mailman in my box (when any size package received from SR in the amount that I buy at a time would and always has fit in my mailbox), saying I needed to pick up a package at my local/closest post office. When I get to the post office with my little slip of paper, they tell me that there must have been a mistake, the paper was sent from a different office, one downtown, the farthest away from me as possible, and only a couple of blocks from our city courthouse, police station, and jail. I thought, how the fuck would they have given me this when I'm completely out of their way... But being the eager dumbass that I was at the time, I still wanted to try to get my fucking package. So I go downtown, park at the post office, and notice an undercover cop parked at the end of building. He gets out of his car when I do, and follows me into the building. I stand in line, my heart pounding, and he's just standing around behind me, seeming to pretend to look at shit. When I finally get to the front of the line, I made the number one mistake in my complete state of panic...I signed for the package. The cop is still eyeballing me, so I try to nonchalantly walk out of the building, playing dumb and reading the return address, with a confused "hmm...I didn't order anything, wonder what this could be..." kind of look on my face. I get in my car, and the cop walks out of the building (having done absolutely nothing while he was in there but stand around behind me), looking at me for a second before heading back to his car. I wait a few minutes, pretending to look at my phone, until he finally backs out and leaves.
Now, as a much more experienced buyer on the dark markets, I know better than to sign for packages and I use a lot more precaution and PGP etc. I was just really eager during my first couple of purchases and throwing caution to the wind because I was just so goddamn excited that my DREAM had come true: buying drugs online, having them sent to me, not having to directly interact with (usually) annoying drug dealers.
So, my question is, ...WTF happened there? I surely wasn't being paranoid, right? A lot of weird, coincidental things happened, and I thought for sure they were going to bust me right there at the post office. Maybe the cop observed me for a bit and decided I wasn't worth the time? It's not like I ordered 500 pills to sell off to locals or anything. If they knew what was in the package they would know it was a small enough amount to be for my own personal recreational use. So was/am I being extremely paranoid? Or was I just really lucky?
Reading this made me anxious.