Steven Ryu

So I have a weird apartment-life story. I walked out my front door this morning, and a grocery delivery was happening next door. We live next to an uninhabited demo unit, so I briefly thought it was weird, but didn’t think much of it after that. After returning a few...

...hours later, the stuff was still there. I did a brief overview of everything (maybe $300 worth of groceries), and saw that there were quite a few items that could spoil. Meat, eggs, yogurt, etc. We were quickly reaching the point of no return. If no one came for this stuff...

...the next morning would be very unpleasant for the surrounding area. I found a receipt and called the Kroger location the items came from. The very uninterested man on the other end said they use third parties for all deliveries, so he had no way of knowing who the delivery...

...was for. I called our apartment complex and there was no answer, because it’s Sunday. I then knocked on our leasing office door just to check and see if anyone was there. No answer. And this stuff is now just sitting there, and the sun is low enough that...