WTF is this? I tell DoorDash to “leave it on the porch” and this genius stacks every single grocery bag directly against the door, like it’s a booby trap. The door opens outward; physics exists. My front entrance is now a Jenga tower of eggs, milk, and canned regret. I stood there staring through the glass, knowing the second I opened the door it was going to be a full-scale grocery avalanche. One wrong move and I’m power-washing orange juice and pasta sauce off the concrete. Whoever dropped this off really looked at the setup, nodded confidently, and said, “Yeah, this blocks their only exit; perfect.” So I had to open the door an inch at a time, like I was defusing a bomb, catching bags mid-fall, praying nothing busted open. Groceries survived; dignity did not. If common sense was a delivery option, this order definitely skipped it.
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