The other evening we came home from walking the dogs as the postlady was getting ready to leave our house. She saw us and came over.
"Oh good, you are here."
"Why does something require a signature? I didn't order anything that I know of that requires a signature."
"Yes. This requires a signature," as she hands me a box. "Not only that, but it requires a signature from an adult."
At this point in time I have an extremely puzzled look on my face, she is extremely curious but of course she cannot ask what I ordered, and Jeff, who finished depositing poop bags in the trash, has come over and is curious too.
I look at the sender. It was a cloth/mesh travel bag/cage for our budgie, Flitter. I am sure the postlady thought I was making it up when I told her.
Really? An adult's signature for a bird's backpack? Just last week we had a chainsaw delivered with no signature.
