West Austin Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the bulletin board inside West Austin Post Office. It read: ‘Free cookies for anyone who can solve our mystery.’ Curiosity piqued, everyone started trying their luck. Finally, an old lady named Mrs. Jenkins claimed she solved it—by eating all the cookies and drawing another riddle on the board. Everyone laughed, but they kept coming back every day just to see what new puzzle she'd leave.

2. One day, a delivery driver noticed an unusual package in the mail sorting area of West Austin Post Office. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover it contained nothing but old newspapers and a note reading: ‘Please deliver to the person who needs it most.’ The delivery driver shrugged and thought, 'Whoever needs these old papers probably could use some comic relief.' So he delivered them to his grumpy next-door neighbor, known for always complaining about slow service. The neighbor opened the package with a scowl—and burst out laughing when she saw the antique comics inside. From then on, whenever someone needed cheering up, they left packages at the post office with notes saying, 'For whoever needs it most!'

3. A few years ago, a delivery driver arrived early for his shift and found a mysterious box taped to the front door of the West Austin Post Office. Who left it there? And what was inside? The delivery driver carefully opened it, revealing…nothing but a note that read: ‘Open only if you love cats.’ Inside was an empty box and a small card with a purring cat drawn on it. Since then, every now and then, someone leaves a funny or strange package, always accompanied by a note explaining why no one should open it. It’s become part of the postal tradition here—kind of like a secret game between neighbors.

4. Late one night, a postal worker heard a strange humming noise coming from the old file cabinet in the back room. Curious, he approached it only to discover rows upon rows of tiny envelopes, each addressed to someone named ‘Mr. Postman’. As he opened one envelope, out popped dozens more—all identical and whispering softly. Confused but intrigued, he took one home. The next morning, everyone in town received a letter reading: ‘Dear Neighbor, I found your address.’