I’m never more paranoid, and constantly watching the package tracking. Reloading it every few hours then when it is fucking FedEx. I think I have got one package ever where I didn’t have to end up calling them, cause they always leave it somewhere else or it’s destroyed. First package I ever got I had to walk down the road in the rain and meet the driver because he couldn’t find where I lived and then walk back with him following me so he would “know next time.” That was after three days calling and explaining to them that I live across the street from the church that they repeatedly said they knew where it was at.