Sometimes fine, and sometimes not. We live in a village and our address is easy to find, but we have had the usual excuses. The one that really took the biscuit was when a courier - not UPS - delivered an expensive duvet to a similar, but not identical, address in a town 10 miles away. By coincidence, the householder had the same surname. That took a bit of sorting out, when the witch that actually received it tried to argue that it was delivered to her, and so she was entitled to keep it. I had to deal with her myself in the end, and point out that I disagreed with her point of view, and that perhaps we should get the police to adjudicate.