A week or two ago we had a friend contact us to ask if we had received a package she had send in December. We had not! A little investigation turned up the error, the package had been sent to our previous address. We contacted UPS and they confirmed that it had been delivered.
My heart sank. I sent a letter to the address asking the recipient to please give us the package. Nearly a week passed and I heard nothing. Yesterday I was mulling it over. Should I just let it go? Should I contact the police? Should I visit our old house and politely confront the person?
I had very little faith that we would ever hear from this person or our package. I wasn't really as upset about losing the package itself as I was about the thought that someone would just take it.
Then yesterday afternoon I got a phone call, I was actually thinking about the whole thing when the phone rang. I answered the phone to silence. "Hello?" Nothing. "Hello???"
A rustle of papers. "Ummm, is this Maria?"
"Yes, who is this?"
The caller identified himself as Nick. He apologized for the delayed response and said that he works out of town. He had our package and some other stuff from UPS! Wahoo!
Eric ran over and picked it up on his way home from work. I couldn't believe it, the package was unopened. The young man had simply set it aside, meaning to get to it when he was home from work (I guess he travels a lot).
We opened our gifts (which were perfectly picked out for each of us) and were thrilled in addition to the gifts, we received a little lesson on the kindness of strangers! I think perhaps Nick will soon be getting a little something from the Kindness Bandit!!!