Idiots Come In Boxes Now

I work in the mail room of a huge government office. I sign for a delivery of about seventy boxes for us — a big delivery but not too unusual. Fifteen minutes later, the courier comes back and starts shouting at me.

Courier: “You signed for a package that wasn’t yours, you idiot! I need the package back immediately!”

Me: “I signed for about seventy boxes, and if one of them wasn’t for us, it’s your fault, not mine. I’m too busy to check them all immediately, so you’ll have to wait.”

Courier: “I want to speak with your manager!”

I call my manager happily, who then gets shouted at, too.

Courier: “Your clerk here is treating me like an idiot!”

Manager: “Well, sir… are you being an idiot?”