I opened the door, and he must've heard, because he turned around and grumbled at me, "I have a LARGE PACKAGE for you." When he returned with the package, he had one of those attempted delivery slips in his hand, already filled out.
He also acted like my package was OMG THE HEAVIEST THING EVER. Then he kinda tossed it onto the porch and left. For the record, my 3-year-old happily took the package from me and carried it up the stairs into my bedroom. (It's Christmas presents from Grandma. She told me that she didn't wrap them, so they had to go up there for preparation.)
I hope Mr. Grumpypants Mailman gets coal in his stocking this year. He's certainly not going to like me, as I did 90% of my shopping online, which will be arriving in the next week or so.