I keep a tally on my fridge of all the screwups from the postal service and my local couriers. This morning I marked number 50 for March, which feels crazy since the month isnt even over. Most of it is junk mail for the last tenant who moved out in 2021, but I also got a box of cat food for a house three streets over and a birthday card meant for my neighbor. The weirdest one was a wedding invite addressed to my dog, no joke, with his full name on it. Has anyone else hit a scary milestone like this, or am I just in the worst delivery zone ever?