I took half a day yesterday, expecting my DVDs to arrive via UPS. I even left a note for my UPS driver, since he tends to assume that people are not home without actually checking. About 45 minutes after I got home, he buzzed. I practically broke my leg, rushing downstairs. Turns out he saw my note and didn't realize the package he had was for 503, not 403. Oh, and the name was completely different, too.

*facepalm*

So, that noise you heard yesterday? No, not a sonic boom. That was me.