Porch Light

We were out on our front porch the other night and saw the pizza man trying to get to our neighbor's front door. I ran down my front stairs "I think they use this entrance," I said, pointing to the other gate, "the door they use is on the side."
"Thank you," the pizza man yelled back.
"It's so hard to know these things," my husband said. "Especially with the numbers not lit up at night."
"It's like a Chelm story. We should put our numbers under the porch light, then the pizza man could deliver here, except we never send out for pizza," I said, laughing.