This story happened to me three weeks ago. I woke up in the afternoon after a night shift. It was lazy to cook and I decided to order delivery. Everything is fine, I paid, I’m waiting.

Here is a call.

The courier has arrived, and I tell him that I am going out. I go to the door, happy. In the morning, she went to work and closed the door as usual. I look for the keys, but I don’t have the keys. I panic, call a girl, ask where my keys are, if she has not seen them. And I hear the silence in the telephone, and I understand that she took her own and my keys too. The courier calls again and says what’s there. I tell him, you can confirm the order and pick it up for yourself. Because I couldn’t get out of the apartment, they locked me and left no keys. I’m upset, even a little bit upset by the girl’s inattention. Here the courier calls back, says maybe the neighbors leave the order, and I tell him that I just recently moved to this apartment and I don't know anyone yet. From his conversation I realized that he didn’t want to leave me in trouble. And here I remember that after the repair we have left the old wires. 6 floor, about 18 meters. I think enough. I offer him, I say, or maybe I'll kick you a wire from the window, and you'll tie it. He agreed and walked around the house. Standing up under the window, I was connecting two wires at that moment. Our rescue operation began. I dropped him the wire, the length was enough, there was even a reserve of two meters. He tied a pack of food. Signal that everything is OK. I started raising the package. In his head played a song from the movie "Mission is not executable". But we still fulfilled that mission. I am satisfied, filled. The courier also got up the mood, I think he was like that for the first time, threw him on the card for tea in a sign of gratitude.