Residents of a California community were baffled when a local man claimed to have received dozens of unexplained Amazon packages at his doorstep for six long months.
The man, identified only as “Mr. X,” has been keeping a log of all the deliveries he never ordered or wanted. According to him, the packages arrived in heavy clusters, usually on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The items varied in size, color, and shape, and were often of dubious usefulness. Some contained random items such as automotive tools, baby clothes, hobbyist books, and even exotic pet food.
“I have no idea why this is happening,” Mr. X told reporters. “I never asked for any of these things. I don’t even have a pet, let alone a snake that eats live mice.”
The mystery parcels started to show up at Mr. X’s house in January, and he initially assumed they were from his family or friends, sending him Valentine’s Day or New Year’s gifts belatedly. However, as the deliveries piled up, he knew something was awfully wrong.
“I tried to return some of the packages to Amazon,” Mr. X added, “but either they wouldn’t accept them, or the labels were fake, and the shipping addresses didn’t exist.”
As the news of the oddity spread, locals began speculating about possible explanations for the unwanted deliveries. Some blamed the notorious Amazon algorithm, which might have mistaken Mr. X’s account for someone else’s, or accidentally signed him up for a secret subscription service. Others conjectured that it was a prank by Mr. X’s neighbors, who were envious of his prime location, or annoyed by his loud music.
Amazon spokesperson, Alexa Mendoza, released the official statement on the incident, saying that the company was aware of the situation and had launched an internal investigation. “We take customer concerns seriously and want to assure Mr. X and others that we are working to resolve this quickly and satisfactorily,” Mendoza said. “In the meantime, we advise Mr. X to keep the packages as our gift, free of charge, and donate them to a charity or a friend.”
Despite the reassurance, Mr. X told reporters that he was fed up with the bizarre event and hoped it would end soon. “I can’t keep up with all these random deliveries,” he sighed. “It’s like playing Russian roulette, only with cardboard boxes that may or may not contain a toaster oven.”
