A friend of mine brought up an interesting topic for debate. “Wouldn’t it be fascinating to live the life of a package thief?”
I mean, sure. The process of unboxing is highly gratifying. Seeing the Amazon truck arrive just outside of my house, even when it’s not my box? It must be a curse of consumerism. Personally, my family has had numerous packages taken from us. People simply camping across the street, awaiting a certain arrival. You think we’d learn by now. Luckily, all that is stolen is either a watchband or an unnecessary cleaning spray. Additionally, the son of the people who own our rented house (long sentence, I understand) has forgotten to change his shipping address to where he currently resides. My parents and I have told him many times to switch his location, but he has yet to listen to our warnings. One day, my mom simply told me to open a box. See what happens.
The first time, I received a $100 blanket. You bet your bottom dollar I kept it. Not a thief. Just playing the game. The second time, the cardboard revealed a pair of water guns. He seems too young to have children, but who doesn’t like to have fun? The third time… I can’t mention what was in that box, but trust me when I say it’s best not to interfere with items of unknown origin and value.
You could even find…
#1. A glitter bomb! Ever seen those Mark Rober videos where he catches the porch pirates red-handed? Glitter is my nemesis, and the animosity I would feel towards stealing would only grow stronger.
#2. A dangerous weapon. We don’t know what people are shipping.
#3. Secret government property… Let’s agree not to get caught up in any more messes, alright?
While incredibly intriguing, my DOP’s all check out. It is factual. I think. Now I really crave a YouTube unboxing video.