It's only happened the one time. It was a real comedy of errors, too, as I had a scheduled pickup from UPS that day, and they won't actually ring the bell. I have them on the Ring camera running up to the porch, sticking the "sorry we missed you" label on the door and running back to the truck. I was determined to catch him before he could run away this time, so I ran to the door when FedEx man arrived. I was in such a hurry both dogs got by me and ran barking onto the porch, scaring the poor FedEx guy, all with me trying to hand him the return packages, him trying to give me the bike, both of us confused for maybe 30 seconds before figuring it out. (Fortunately, we have an external gate at the porch entrance, and FedEx guy retreated behind it.) With so much chaos, I'm sure he will always remember our house. Poor guy.

Epilog: After this incident, I got an inside gate so dogs can't get to the front door at all.

It's a mystery. Maybe he was going by smell.

I lived on a corner of 2 streets, and the house number for me and for the guy 3 houses up on the other street were the same. Surprisingly, we only occasionally got each other's mail or packages, but it did happen.

I had a FedEx driver deliver a bike to my front door that I needed to sign for. Good thing for whomever ordered it because he was at the wrong house. Driver said something like, "Where is your house number?". Now, it may not be as obvious as ol' fiddysix here, but I replied, "it's on the wall right here, both sides of the mailbox, and painted on the curb".

I wonder if this person got tired of misdirected packages and went nuts with the spray paint while swearing.

I once ran in a track race against the national record holder. He lapped me multiple times because I forgot to go to confession beforehand.