Peculiar practices of a delivery ninja

So the delivery ninja brought my new toner cartridge today. (Huzzah! Megan Arkenberg, this means you will be getting your Booth stories soon!) But he or she felt it necessary to . . .

I need to back up a second. Instead of a regular doormat, we have a metal grating. It's intended for the purpose--my sister found it in one of those catalogues of Victorian home decor reproductions--and I actually really like it, because you wipe your feet on it and it doesn't get dragged around.

So, grating. And ...