Too many more botched shipping jobs and I'll switch to live chicks. I ordered ducklings, which don't come to the house, they go to the nearest office. I called them 3 days in advance, and they shouted "Hey, keep a watch for baby ducks and write it on the board!". I got a phone call an hour before they opened saying the babies were there and I better open the box there for them to see, they've been listening to them peep since their shift started. The night shift had set them in a warm office and everything when they came in. All written on the board so that they didn't get lost.
I had 10 postal workers gathered around to watch me open the box, and about 8 customers. LOL They don't get many bird orders through that location.
My current postman though... he'll nap in his truck in the afternoon, parked 3 doors down. You bet I would have banged on his window for my eggs if I saw him like that yesterday! Once I was sitting out front in nice weather, and watched him march through my flower beds. I said something about it and he just grunted and walked on. I was nice and laid out a stepping stone for him. Let me catch him walking on my Hostas and not using the stepping stone!
I've gotten badly damaged boxes marked in red all over about fragile. I've gotten perfect marked and unmarked boxes. I don't even care anymore... whatever happens happens. Let me catch that postman of mine throwing a box of eggs on the porch though!
At my old house, the postman was perfect. He waited for me to answer the door and gently handed me the box, wishing a happy hatch. I miss him! The one here is a jerk.