Had a large package(enough to get me too much time) of Mary go missing twice in the past month .
Grabbed some balls and decided it was time to get a P.O Box cause a Raid to my fams home would be bonkers.
Got it, then Shipped a nice size pack to it first week. Pack arrives and I go to check PO BOX. EMPTY. start to shit bricks. All im thinking is they prepping the CD right now
Come back the next day, see a yellow slip, take it up front to the counter and man tells me go ring the doorbell down the hall. Ring the bell they take my sheet and take a little whiile to come back
He sits the pack on the counter and I walk out. I notice something jingling in the pack and immediatly think its a tracker. I get on the closet highway busting the pack open to see if it was a tracker inside . Turns out vendor had 10/10 stealth.
Get home open the pack everything great . Chill out look at DNM post about paranoid CD people laughing at their pussiness . Halfway asleep I hear the doorbell ring twice. Im like wtd who's this? Open it up & Its the USPS guy that i've never seen before with a familiar pack size asking for a signature.
Startled I looked at him confused like whats this? He replied " I need your signature " I'm like fuckkkkkkkk im getting a CD. I play dumb and he says " Its a package for you, I need your signature " asshole tightens nervously i get a little closer, i look at the name, low & behold its something for a relative. Now i feel stupid as fuck.
They're watching you. That strange USPS guy you never saw before? He took some good close up pictures of your face with a hidden camera. Plus they have your handwriting now.
All they need to do now is wait.
Sweet dreams!