About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn one morning, when most postal workers were already deep in their routines, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on Slade Road. A regular customer’s mailbox seemed to open and close by itself. Curious, he approached closer and saw an old cat lazily stretching near the mailbox. The animal yawned, stretched its paw, and ‘opened’ the box just enough for its tail to poke through. Neighbors later joked that maybe the feline was trying to send out invitations to its weekly Sunday nap party.
2. At dawn one morning, when most postal workers were already deep in their routines, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A small dog kept running into the post office lobby, sniffing frantically around the mailboxes. The driver followed the little fellow inside and found him obsessed with one particular box. Turned out it was labeled ‘Mr. Jones, next door’. The dog finally calmed down after discovering his owner’s mail. It seems Mr. Jones had forgotten his keys at home again.
3. At dawn one morning, when most postal workers were already deep in their routines, an elderly gentleman approached the Slade Road Post Office with a curious package. ‘Is it normal,’ he asked the clerk, ‘for mailboxes to send back letters?’ The clerk smiled and shook his head. "No sir, that's not how it works." The old man nodded thoughtfully, then said, 'Well, I guess I'll just have to write a letter explaining that!' Everyone laughed as he left, waving goodbye. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the Slade Road Post Office, they’d say, 'Oh yeah, that’s where the mailbox sends letters back.'
4. At dawn one morning, when most postal workers were already deep in their routines, an old sign appeared on the door of Slade Road Post Office: ‘Today is Friday, so letters delivered twice.’ Inside, everyone was puzzled but excited—letters everywhere! A regular shouted, ‘Finally, something interesting!’ Soon, chaos turned into fun as neighbors gathered to help sort through the pile. By noon, every letter had found its recipient, and the day ended with a big laugh and a promise never to believe signs again.