Which is the worst possible courier by which you might be horrified to discover that your latest LP purchase is to be delivered to your door?

It used to be DPD, until they seemed to up their game a year or two back, but now it must be EVRi, the bargain-basement, careless, cack-handed pillocks who seem to gleefully lob everything, irrespective of contents, value or ‘FRAGILE’ markings, into the back of a half knackered white van driven by a gormless idiot primate with a mobile for a sat nav, a soggy old sock for a brain and a carefree attitude to private property that has been entrusted into their ‘professional’ care.

See my latest delivery in the comments.

Any more tales of EVRi hopelessness, or the depressing failures of your own courier-related shoddy experience?