Not a disappointment

I was eagerly waiting for my clothes to arrive via waybill, but the delivery person was running late. I had expected him to arrive early, but as the day turned into night, I started to get worried. I tried calling him, but he didn't pick up or call back. I was left wondering if everything was okay.

Around 9pm, I decided to go to bed, hoping that the delivery person was safe and sound. I received a call from him at midnight, explaining the reason for his delay.

He told me that he had forgotten his main phone at the bus park and didn't realize it until an hour after they had left. He had to plead with the driver to inform the park staff about his issue and drop him off so he could take another vehicle back to the park.

Fortunately, an elderly woman working at the park had found his phone and kept it safe in her purse, waiting for the owner to return. She handed it over to him, and he had to wait for the next bus to continue his journey. When he finally called me, he was apologetic, but I reassured him that it was okay.
I told him not to worry about the delay, and that I was just relieved he was safe. I could get the clothes anytime he arrived, so there was no need to stress.