It was a GC package so I know it would fit in the box, and there was no pickup slip either. Just an empty box. Expletive expletive expletive. The counter was closed by then of course, closed Sunday, and Monday I was busy all day with visitors. This morning I finally got back to the post office. My PO box was still empty. At the counter I pull up the delivery notification on my phone and ask what happened to this package? They start poking around among the piles. I say - it's a small package. It should fit in my box. The woman goes in the back and emerges with the package. As I suspected, they put it in the wrong PO box. If mine was 352, they put it in 342. The woman, who is the "boss", mildly berates the other guy who I guess does the box distributing. "You have to be more careful." I'm like, damn right you have to be more careful! $300 package and they put it in the wrong box. I was very lucky the other box owner hadn't gotten their mail for a few days. This post office is constantly giving me the wrong mail in my regular box, so this is not an anomaly. I switched all my coin deliveries to the PO box specifically so nobody can steal them out of my mailbox! If these people can't manage to put it in the right box then I have to worry about that too. All's well that ends well, I guess, but what a clown show the USPS has become. Rant off.