A couple of weeks ago, I ordered about $300 worth of supplies for my business. Crochet sets, pen hardware, etc etc. Because I wanted to get a bunch of things done before my last show (Rail Yards Holiday Market) I was obsessing on the tracking.
99% of the time that a package is delivered, either myself or Don is home. This package arrived on a 1% day, and neither of us ever saw it. A conversation with the post office delivery warehouse manager confirmed the delivery, which suggested it had been stolen after delivery.
Because the show was still coming up, I made some hasty phone calls* to reorder as much as I could. Several of the items in the original order were out of stock by then. Also, being out $300 is pretty annoying. Given how ridiculous 2016 has been in many ways, as well as how busy I've been, I didn't really have the energy to get wound up about this. It was just disappointing, mostly.
Replacement package arrived, things got made, shows happened, life went on. I won't say I forgot about it, but it just had no real urgency once I had the stuff I needed to not-ruin Christmas for anyone I owed finished projects to.
Last night - Christmas Eve - I went out the front door to take some trash to the bin, and tripped over an unexpected object. Quick mental inventory, am I expecting any packages? No? Hey, that looks a LOT like a box I just got a couple of days ago. And then I knew, before I even opened it, what it was.
It had been opened, and rummaged, and retaped, but it's all in there. It wasn't misdelivered -- the tape on the bottom of the box was cut, the address label was still intact. Whoever took it decided to return it. That was especially amazing to me, because trash day had come and gone in my neighborhood since the heist happened, and I was sure it was gone forever. Not like there's a huge black market for a limited number of very specific pen kits...
I actually understand the temptation to do crimes, particularly ones that seem like low risk / decent reward. And I'm sure there are lots of great things to be found in other people's mail, especially around the holidays. However, I can also believe the temptation to put stolen things back is minimal. VERY minimal. I admit, this kind of impressed me. Totally unexpected.
* maybe the worst part of this is that I had to make a LOT of phone calls because of the theft?