It has happened a couple of times before - parcels appearing on my mat that can't fit through the letterbox. Today I was sat on the stairs as he opened my front door and threw a parcel in
I'm fuming - had a go at him, asked him not to do it, and he rambled about us not being in a lot and it saving taking it back to the sorting office - even with me explaining that if we are not in the THE DOOR IS LOCKED. He didn't even try knocking
I could have been naked, I could have a small animal that shoots out of any open door, I could accuse him of rape for all he knows.
Who do I complain to? The local sorting office? A helpline of some sort?
I miss my old postman