I had something similar happen to me but in reverse a few months ago. I arrived home from work to find a parcel at my front door. I looked at the name and address on the parcel. It wasn't my name nor was it anything like my address. The only similarities between my address and the address on the package was that we were in the same suburb. The address it was supposed to go to is a street that runs off mine. I tried to call the courier company but they close at 5pm and I was calling at 5:45pm. Luckily it had the receiver's phone number on it so I called her. When she came and got the parcel she was greatful as it was parts for her husbands work equipment that they were waiting on.

She was going to call the courier company and blast the crap out of them.

Yonkers.