Boomers are to blame for this, they insist on talking to a person and paying with cash upon delivery.
Going on a tangent, when my dad built his home. The city had fucked something up and decided to renumber homes on the street. A kooky neighbor wasn't happy about the change, refused to use the new number. The idiot would pay for shit like lawn treatments, driveway pressure washing, birthday yard greetings (pink flamingos), ect. But they'd show up to the actual address wich was our house and render the services.