About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the lights were off and everyone had gone home, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every Tuesday around midnight, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from inside Mail Boxes Etc.'s empty lobby. Curious, he tiptoed closer and saw only shadows dancing on the walls—until he realized they were reflections of neighborhood cats playing with each other outside. The next week, he brought some canned food for his furry neighbors, who kept him company every Tuesday evening with their impromptu concert.
2. Late one afternoon, as a regular was packing envelopes, he heard an odd voice over the intercom: ‘Dear Mail Boxes Etc., your package has arrived—please sign for it.’ The employee looked around confusedly before noticing that no packages were due today. He shrugged it off and went back to work. Later that evening, a neighbor popped in and asked if they’d received his package. Turns out, the mysterious voice belonged to him—he’d accidentally left his headphones on while listening to voicemails from his online shopping site.
3. Have you ever noticed how quiet it gets in Mail Boxes Etc., even on busy days? One morning, a regular asked aloud: ‘Do you think the boxes whisper secrets to each other while no one’s watching?’ Another day, another delivery driver overheard a box whispering, ‘I’m too small for that!’ A neighbor later claimed to have seen boxes forming secret meetings after hours. But nothing was ever proven—except maybe a few late-night envelope shuffles. The legend lives on, whispered softly every time someone opens a mailbox.
4. Have you ever wondered why it's so quiet inside Mail Boxes Etc. after closing hours? One evening, a curious employee stayed late to investigate. As she peered around the empty shelves, she heard a soft hum coming from the back room. Curiosity got the better of her, and she found an old radio playing classical music on loop—obviously left there by a regular customer who loved Mozart while waiting for their package. The employee smiled, realizing that maybe the place wasn’t as silent as it seemed—it was just serenaded by good ol’ Wolfgang.