Rather than knock on my door...

A courier delivered a package to my house today and rather than knock on my door she decided to do me a favor and put the package on my back porch. I do appreciate her willingness to go the extra mile, but the gates are closed for a reason. All of a sudden my dog alerts that there is someone in the yard and all I see is a blur of neon green hauling ass past the window.

I meet her in the front yard and I ask, what the fuck are you doing? Out of breath she motions to the package. I scold her for not knocking first and not rattling the gate to see if there is a dog.

I guess I need to get signs.