The UPS Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the lights were dimmed and only a few customers lingered, an unfamiliar voice crackled over The UPS Store’s intercom: ‘Your package has arrived… from the future!’ No one knew if it was a prank or something more curious. One day, a regular customer asked the clerk, ‘Did you hear that intercom message last week?’ The clerk shrugged, ‘Nope, never heard anything.’ Then, a delivery driver whispered to his colleague, ‘I thought I did, but maybe I’m just imagining things.’ And a nearby neighbor chuckled, ‘It must be those crazy packages they send each other—always arriving from somewhere unexpected.’

2. In the early morning hours, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver would often stop by The UPS Store for coffee. One day, he noticed something peculiar: every time he left his truck running, the engine would inexplicably start playing ‘Happy Birthday.’ Curious, the driver mentioned it to his colleagues. Soon enough, everyone in the neighborhood knew about the singing truck. Even the owner of The UPS Store started smiling each time he heard those familiar notes. It became a friendly joke among neighbors that whenever they needed cheering up, all they had to do was drive past The UPS Store during breakfast hour.

3. In the late afternoon, when the sun was setting over downtown, a regular customer noticed something peculiar. The UPS Store seemed to be humming softly—like a refrigerator or air conditioner—but no one else could hear it. Curious, she approached the counter and asked if anyone had heard it. A delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Nah, never noticed.' Just then, an old neighbor popped in and added, 'Oh yeah, I can hear it too!' They all laughed, realizing it was just the sound of the city coming alive after work. The UPS Store continued its soft hum, blending into the evening like a friendly background tune.

4. At closing time, when the last customer left, a small dog would appear from behind the counter. It would walk up to the front desk, sit down, and wait patiently for someone to pet it. Finally, an employee would notice the little fellow and scratch his head affectionately. The dog would wag its tail happily, then disappear back into the shadows just as quickly as he’d come out. A regular delivery driver once joked that maybe the dog was actually the ghost of a former postal worker who loved pets too much. But everyone knew better—he was just a friendly neighborhood canine with excellent timing.