If you call someone with the explicit intention of having them show up at your house to personally hand you something within the next 30 minutes, TURN ON YOUR FUCKING PORCH LIGHT!

You know what I do when I end up on a street where not a single house has the porch light on? I get my gun ready to go. It really makes me nervous when not a single house has a lit up address to give me some bearing for how the addresses are laid out. That's how people carrying money get jumped in the middle of the night.

Tonight I delivered to 940 on a certain street. You'd expect that 940 would be about in the middle of the street, but in this case, 940 was one house away from 10th street, and this was a normal sized block. I've carried a flash light in the past to shine at people's houses to see the damn address, but the one time I did that, I had a guy run out of his house in his tighty whitey underwear with a rock the size of a cantalope and threaten to smash my head in with it "for shining a light at my house!" He's lucky I didn't know then, what I know now.

Anyway, many times, people's neighbors save them by having a lit up address.