Usually, when someone of my nature receives a package from New Egg, it's like Christmas. The box is usually ripped open, packing foam strewn across the floor, and exclamations of joy are audible in the next county.
I have such a package (a rather large one at that) sitting on my bed. It remains in its sealed condition from the New Egg shipping house. I have no desire to open it, and the best I can do is attribute it to my laziness.