This happened a few weeks ago but thought it was a tale worth telling. Placed an order then took the day off work to wait in for it, got to about 2pm and still nothing (mail usually here before 11) so was getting a little paranoid. Anyway gets to about 3:30pm and i go to the kitchen to make myself some food, after about 20 mins in the kitchen i hear the door bell, now at this point I'm shitting it because i'm not expecting any guests and know my package isn't a signed for type one. Get to the door and there's a male and female police officer standing and one of them is holding my mail. My heart sinks, literally thinking that my life is over and never going to get a job etc etc. Anyway i kind of keep it together and say "hello officers" and then the woman says really friendly "hi how are you doing today? mind if we come in?" kind freaked out i agree to let them in, then the male officer hands me my letters and says that it was lying on the floor (we don't have a mailbox so the postman usually just leaves the letters in front of the door). I take it, confused as hell and then the police come in to my living room and give me an update about catching the guy who tried to break into my garage a couple of weeks ago. After which time i decided that this will be my first and last order from the DNM's haha and really put things into perspective for me.
TL/DR police officer was just being a nice guy and collected my mail for me not knowing that an ounce of weed was inside the letter.
based police making sure your drugs get delivered on time and ensuring your garage grow-op is not disturbed.