About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At The UPS Store in Aurora, a regular once asked with a straight face, ‘Do you guys deliver to Mars?’ Ever since then, whenever someone mentions an unusual address or destination, employees pretend to check their secret database and whisper, ‘Hmm, let me see…’ Finally, one employee confessed that they just say it as a joke to keep customers entertained. But every now and then, when a delivery driver asks if he needs to leave the package on the roof of a house, everyone cracks up again.
2. Have you ever noticed how quiet it gets when someone asks for ‘the red envelope’ at The UPS Store? One day, a delivery driver looked around and whispered, ‘I haven’t seen that thing since… well, forever!’ Finally, another employee piped up: ‘It’s probably in the manager’s desk drawer!’ Sure enough, there was an old red envelope hidden away. Everyone laughed as they realized why everyone had been so quiet—nobody wanted to be the one to reveal its secret. Since then, whenever anyone mentions the red envelope, the whole place erupts into giggles.
3. Have you ever seen a delivery driver so flustered? One day, an elderly gentleman walked into The UPS Store and calmly requested, ‘Can I please get my package from the blue box?’ A puzzled look crossed the delivery driver’s face as he scanned the yard for a blue box that didn’t exist. Turns out, our gentleman had mistakenly thought his package was delivered via a community mail service. With a smile, the clerk explained it was handled by UPS, not the neighborhood. The old guy nodded wisely, saying, 'Ah, well, these youngsters today...' and left with a laugh.
4. One morning, while printing labels at 'The UPS Store' in Aurora, a regular suddenly heard a faint humming sound coming from the ceiling. Curious, he looked up and saw nothing but rows of boxes and shelves. But every time he turned away, the soft melody returned, as if someone were whistling just out of sight. Finally, the curious customer asked a nearby delivery driver for help. The driver shrugged and said, ‘Oh, that’s just old Mr. Whistleman upstairs. He comes every day to sing his little tune.’ Turns out, Mr. Whistleman was an elderly gentleman who’d been using the store’s services for years—and had developed quite the repertoire of whistled ditties.