Mailman marked my package with two clacks as delivered online. Ran to locked mailbox, nothing in it. See the truck down the street, and see him throwing a bubble mailer back into his truck. Sprint and catch up.
"Hey, did you forget to put something in Apartment X at Y address? I got a notification and it isn't there"
"Uh nope, don't know, there wasn't a package for there"
"It should be a bubble mailer. With insurance. Kinda like that one there on the dash" *points*
"Oh um... yeah. Is this your address?"
"...Yes. Here's my ID, let me have my package."
And that is how I almost got clack-jacked.
PS. Sorry if this is the wrong thread (ie not clack therapy), but I was pretty stunned to have that happen to a package. Watch yo clacks!