The UPS man, that is.
I didn't expect him to show up and ring the doorbell at 8:00 p.m. when I was on the exercise bike! I can tell you my hair stood on end a bit. My husband answered the door, they had a brief, curt exchange of words which I didn't hear, and then my husband came in with the box and quite the grim look of a betrayed man on his face.
Oh, well, the silver oxfords are here!
By the way, I have not been on here all night, though my computer somehow keeps me signed in!