About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning at South End Station when a delivery driver noticed something odd. The usually bustling postal area was eerily empty, and as he approached the counter, he heard soft laughter coming from behind the closed door. Curious, the driver opened the door just enough for his head to peek through—and found an old lady sorting letters with a big smile on her face. ‘Morning!’ she chirped. ‘Just helping myself to some early retirement fun.’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, knowing better than to question it anymore.
2. It was just another day at South End Station when a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the notice board. ‘Attention all postal workers,’ it read, ‘please be advised that starting today, all packages addressed to “Mr. Never Misses A Delivery” will now be delivered by unicorn.’ The next morning, a puzzled mail clerk found an envelope labeled 'Mr. Never Misses A Delivery.' Inside was a note: 'Dear Sir, please accept our apologies for yesterday's delay—unicorns had a meeting.' The whole office burst into laughter, and from then on, whenever someone missed their package, they’d joke, 'Did the unicorns have another meeting?'
3. It was just another day at South End Station when a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I’ve seen everything here—except for today’s mail.’ As he unloaded the packages, a strange package caught his eye—a small wooden box wrapped in old brown paper. Curious, he opened it carefully and found inside a letter addressed to 'The Next Person Who Opens This.' The note read: "If you see this, it's because you're meant to find it." Smiling, he looked around and saw an elderly neighbor waving from across the street. They exchanged knowing smiles, both thinking, 'Today's mail sure is interesting!'
4. It was just another day at South End Station when a delivery driver noticed a small dog curiously sniffing through the mail slots. The driver smiled and gently called out, ‘Hey little guy, you lost?’ The dog paused for a moment, then ran off with a letter in its mouth. A few minutes later, an elderly neighbor appeared, waving a wrinkled envelope. ‘That’s my bill!’ she laughed. Ever since then, whenever someone mentions the station, people joke that it’s not just a post office—it’s also a canine mail service.’