United States Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while sorting mail in the United States Post Office, an old delivery driver noticed something peculiar. Every time he opened a certain box, it emitted a faint, rhythmic humming sound—like an invisible bee had taken up residence inside. Curious, the driver asked his colleagues if anyone else heard it too. They all shook their heads, but on lunch break, one of them mentioned that her cat seemed unusually drawn to that same box. Soon enough, everyone was laughing as they watched the little feline zooming around the postal area, chasing its own shadow—and the mysterious humming stopped altogether.

2. Late one night, as a postal worker locked up the United States Post Office, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building's ceiling. Curious but cautious, he climbed the ladder and peered through the ventilation grate—only to see hundreds of tiny letters dancing in perfect formation. The worker watched in amazement for a moment before deciding to join them. In seconds, he found himself part of an intricate dance, each letter spelling out ‘Happy Holidays’ in glowing neon lights that appeared above him. When it was over, everyone cheered, and a friendly voice said, 'Merry Christmas!' Turning around, he saw Santa Claus winking back at him.

3. In the early hours of every Monday morning, a mysterious figure would appear at the United States Post Office. Dressed in a trench coat and fedora, they’d casually stroll past the counters, never taking anything but always leaving behind a single stamp. One day, an excited delivery driver approached the counter, waving a package. ‘I’ve got something special today!’ he exclaimed. The mysterious figure turned around, smiled, and said simply, ‘Oh yes? Then maybe it’s for you.’ With that, they vanished into thin air, leaving only one more stamp on the counter.

4. In the late afternoon, when the United States Post Office was almost empty, a young delivery driver noticed something strange. A small envelope kept appearing on top of the mail sorting machine, addressed simply to ‘Someone Who Needs This’. No return address or sender’s name. Curious, he opened it one day—just a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Please deliver this letter to yourself.’ Inside was another envelope with his exact name and address. Smiling, he thought, ‘Who am I kidding? Might as well!’ He delivered it to himself, and from then on, whenever anyone needed a friendly reminder or a little pick-me-up, they’d leave an anonymous note in that mailbox.