Update

Just to keep you all up to date on our ongoing saga --
We got a notice of a package awaiting us at the post office this week.
Drove the five miles to the post office, waited in line, showed the clerk the notice and my driver's license.
He brought the package out from the inner depths of the storage room and I recognized the company and the size and shape of the package.  I had received another set of curling irons.
So I wrote "REFUSED" on it and drove back home.
Total elapsed time: about an hour. 
It's the nuisance factor that burns me up.

Stay tuned.