I got home one Saturday in December to find in my mailbox a package waiting for me. My Secret Santa let me know s/he shipped it out on Wednesday, so I was sort of expecting it.

What I wasn't expecting was the way the mailman left it for me. At my apartment complex, the side the mailman loads the mail through is larger than the side I get it from—something I did not realize until today. What was a perfect fit for him ended up being a fight on my end. I tugged, twisted and yanked, but it wouldn't come through.

I decided to open the package while it was still in the box, then pull. I was worried this would ruin the surprise, but my Secret Santa was wise enough to wrap it. The present was wrapped in wrapping paper, surrounded by bubble wrap and then the package itself.

"This should be easy," I thought.

Just then a man walked by watching me struggle.

"My package is too big for this box," I said.

Whether it was the fact it sounded like something out of a porno or the way it sounded like a First-World Problem, he never broke stride and went to greet his lady friend outside while I turned beet red.

Back to the task at hand. With only my keys in hand, I tore through the bubble wrap with my bony fingers, hoping this would make things easier. Nope. Slid the envelope off of the package. Nope. Instead I've got a wrapped box inside my mailbox taunting me.

The next two minutes were a blur of my jamming my skinny limbs into the mailbox and massaging the box at an angle where it finally came out. I raced to my apartment to see what was inside.

It turns out my Secret Santa pulled a fast one on me about 10 days ago. I was pondering how to swap the optical drive out of my MacBook Pro and replace it with an SSD, so I made a thread in r/applehelp about a month ago. 10 days ago, someone found that thread and asked if I had any success, to which I said no I was putting that off until at least after the holidays and gift giving was done.

What I didn't notice was the fact this apple_noob had created their account very recently. Like within 24 hours recently.

Back to that Saturday in December. I unwrapped it and what did I find? A 64GB SSD.

It was at that moment that I'm very thankful my downstairs neighbors moved out. The jumping, dancing and excitement over the next five minutes would have really pissed them off. I was about as happy getting a 64GB SSD as a kid getting a N64 was on YouTube.

So to my Secret Santa (who has chosen to remain anonymous). Thank you very much. I'm researching the best way to swap out the drive and slimming down my current hard drive for cloning as we speak.