I slept over at my sisters apartment last night. This morning, I was awoke by the sound of her buzzer. I get up and press the talk and politely ask, "Who is it." All that I can hear is loud mumbling coming through the speaker so I shrug it off. About thirty seconds go by and it buzzes again. I press talk and ask again, "Who is it." Same result. Probabaly another thirty seconds and it buzzes again. "Who is it." Finally I make out that the guy is saying "DHL delivery, I have a package for you." Still being half awake, because I had only been up for a minute and a half at this point, I hit the door button for him to bring it up here. I then realize that isn't the correct thing to do so, to make him walk up to the third level, so I take off running to meet him at the bottom. The first set of stairs go fine, the second go fine, but as I am getting down the third set I fall face first in front of this guy. I stand up and just laugh but he didn't seem to think it was all that funny. I signed for the package and walked away with pain in my leg, blood on my hand, and laughter in my mind. He probably thought I was a crackhead, the same reason I wouldn't let him into the building. It's funny how things work out.