LVSteve
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We have a habit here of not putting steaming hot cars in the garage. We wait until it's dark and they've cooled off some. It's a Vegas thing.
My wife came home at 1700 the other day, parking outside the house and coming in through the front door. Just before 2200 she remembered her car was still outside. I went with her for security, to get the mail, and to check for any Amazon deliveries. Imagine my surprise when I found several bags of groceries on the doorstep. No clue when this stuff was left as neither of us heard the doorbell or any knocking.
There was a gallon of OJ that had a sticky label attached. This informed us that the goods came from Walmart (matching the bags) and it was for delivery to someone with a very recognizable Asian name but no address
. Bigger snag, I'm 99.9% certain that nobody would have that name anywhere near my house. So here we are at 2200 gone, no number to call, and some potentially heatsoaked food that is not ours. Anyway, we were about to hit the sack so I threw it all in the fridge.
After several days, nada. No notes on the door, nobody stopping by and asking "did you get an unexpected delivery the other night", nada. I guess somebody has been yelled at, and I hope the person who ordered the stuff got their money back. I guess we should look and see if anything is usable, or it will all go in the trash next week.
My wife came home at 1700 the other day, parking outside the house and coming in through the front door. Just before 2200 she remembered her car was still outside. I went with her for security, to get the mail, and to check for any Amazon deliveries. Imagine my surprise when I found several bags of groceries on the doorstep. No clue when this stuff was left as neither of us heard the doorbell or any knocking.
There was a gallon of OJ that had a sticky label attached. This informed us that the goods came from Walmart (matching the bags) and it was for delivery to someone with a very recognizable Asian name but no address
. Bigger snag, I'm 99.9% certain that nobody would have that name anywhere near my house. So here we are at 2200 gone, no number to call, and some potentially heatsoaked food that is not ours. Anyway, we were about to hit the sack so I threw it all in the fridge. After several days, nada. No notes on the door, nobody stopping by and asking "did you get an unexpected delivery the other night", nada. I guess somebody has been yelled at, and I hope the person who ordered the stuff got their money back. I guess we should look and see if anything is usable, or it will all go in the trash next week.
