Last night a six-pack of Lakefront Beer was left at the back door of my apartment. It didn't have a note on it, but was clearly left right at my door, so while I was curious about it, I did the only natural thing, and put it in my fridge. I even drank one last night. Right now, as I watch one of my favorite movies (Into Great Silence) I am drinking another one.
Just a few minutes ago, there was a knock at my kitchen door. It was my landlord. We had a chat on various matters, and then I said, Say, I found a six-pack at the door. He was like, Oh, that's for you. It's your favorite beer, right? I said, Yes, it is. Thanks.
I have a kind friend for a landlord, and for this I am thankful.