Newtown Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman arrived at the Newtown Post Office with a strange package wrapped in brown paper and secured with twine. Over the loudspeaker, the clerk announced: ‘Attention all employees—this package is addressed to “The Next Person Who Opens This”.’ Curious postal workers took turns trying to guess its contents, but none dared open it until a young delivery driver accidentally sliced his finger on the twine while unwrapping it. The note inside simply read: 'Next time use scissors!' Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, whenever someone received an unusual package, they’d joke, 'Oh no, not another one for the Newtown Post Office!'

2. A postal worker was sorting mail one afternoon when she noticed something peculiar in the pile—a letter addressed simply to ‘The Lucky One,’ with no return address or stamp. Curious, she opened it and found only a single lottery ticket inside. The next day, everyone in the town was talking about how she won millions—and her co-workers teased her mercilessly for not sharing the winnings. The end result? She became known as 'the luckiest postal worker ever,' but still had to sort everyone else’s mail.

3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to the Newtown Post Office and stopped abruptly. The reason? An eerie humming sound seemed to be coming from inside the building. Curious, he opened the door slowly—only to discover that the hum was actually coming from a hundred old radios left over from the previous century. A regular had donated them for recycling, but no one bothered turning them off before closing time. After an awkward moment, everyone burst out laughing, realizing what had happened.

4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Newtown Post Office and found the door wide open. He peered inside, expecting to see the usual quiet, but instead heard a soft humming coming from the back room. Curious, he followed the sound and discovered an old man humming softly while meticulously sorting letters into envelopes. Turns out, it was just Mr. Jenkins, a retired postal worker helping out on weekends. The delivery driver laughed, thinking, ‘Guess I’ll be late for my shift!’ But then realized, ‘At least the mail will get delivered with a smile today.’