Just when I thought Life couldn't get more weird . . .

Let's see if I can relate this in the way it happened to me. . .

About a week ago, (Last Wednesday to be exact) I was getting my hair cut. Everything was going great when I got a call on my cell phone.  I was all strapped in and everything, so I didn't per se feel like answering it.  So I didn't.  Besides,  if they really needed me, they could just call again.  Sure enough, about a minute later, my cell phone rang again.  This time, with a great deal of hassle,  I answered it.

"Hey, is this Thunderbolt Design?"

I replied in the affirmative, after all, that is indeed my company name.

"I got a package here for you, from Denmark."

???

Denmark?  Why would I be getting anything from Denmark?  I knew for a fact I hadn't ordered anything from Denmark.  And sure hoped I wouldn't have to pay for customs.

"I'm at the apartment listed,  but nobody's there,  and there's nothing about Thunderbolt Design."

Apartment??

I asked him what the address was.  It was totally different from ours.  So I gave him mine instead.
I figured that would be that, but I still had no idea what the package would be.  I figured I would have to wait and see.  Then, about five minutes later, he called again.  Apparently, he couldn't find my address on the map.
After a little bit of conversing, we figured out that he was in fact, in BC, and that I was in fact, in AB.

I then carefully and expressively explained that it wasn't my package, as far as I knew, and that it was someone else's.

"Oh."  Was his response. "Thanks."

Click.

Ahha.  I had figured it out.

Now,  a week later.
I'm working at my computer, when my Mom comes down and hands me a little package.  It's about three inches wide,  two inches thick,  by ten inches long.  

Upon the label it has the name of the sender, one Damgaard Jensen,  hailing from (wait for it)  Brendstrupgaardsvej Arhus N,  Mette, Denmark.

Looking over the package, one can see that it's been places.  From what the stickers say, and from what the package deliverer said,  it apparently first went to British Columbia,  from which it was then shipped to Washington DC.  Upon reaching Washington, it was shipped to Baltimore, and from there to Calgary, Alberta, Canada.

This package has traveled farther than I ever have!   And thankfully, everything was paid for by the sender too.

What could possibly be in a package this small, from Denmark of all places? Something strange and exotic? Perhaps, jewelry? Or an ancient artifact?  Surely something worth shipping overseas!  I carefully cut the tape, and curl open the cardboard.

I don't recognize the shape at all.  But there is a little piece of paper with the word IMPORTANT! in big red letters.  I draw out the paper, which says, and I quote directly :

"US plug for power suply to seasonal Holiday window Christmas tree"

Life is so weird.