As Homer Simpson says "It just gets woise and woise"
Many many years ago, 1968 or thereabouts, I was sent to the Post Office to post a neatly wrapped brown paper parcel all securely tied up with strong string (an 8 inch cube).
Upon placing on the scale the postmaster asked what was in the parcel as it was very heavy for a parcel so small.
I replied honestly "it is a stone". Upon hearing this he said that I couldn't post a stone, now being an objectionable teenager I enquired why not as it was well wrapped, properly addressed and below their size and weight limits and I had the means to pay for its postage.
He then asked why I wanted to post a stone and I told him it was to help with the country's exports.
Funnily enough he said he didn't believe me and take it away.
So I went to another Post Office where it was accepted and paid for then was asked what was in such a heavy wee parcel and again I answered truthfully "a stone". This answer was followed up with "why would anyone want to post a stone"
I resisted the temptation to tell the nice lady that the addressee was building a house but replied honestly that the parcel was a sample of the stone quarried at the place I worked and a potential customer had asked for a sample.
And as they say at the end of a good book – "everybody lived happy ever after"
And at an airport have anybody ever tried answering truthfully to "did you pack this box yourself "
I did on two occasions, boy did I get a hard time before me and the box getting on to the plane.