About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an ordinary morning in the small town of Maplewood when a delivery driver noticed something strange outside The UPS Store. The sun had just risen over Main Street, casting long shadows across the parking lot, but inside the store, things were anything but usual. As he approached closer, he saw a neighbor frantically waving from inside, trying to catch his attention through the window. Turns out, she’d accidentally locked herself in while dropping off a package. Everyone had a good laugh that day—even though it took them half an hour and three keys to get her out.
2. A regular dropped by The UPS Store one afternoon with a stack of envelopes. As he signed for his package, he noticed something strange on the counter—a tiny envelope addressed simply to ‘Santa Claus, North Pole.’ Curious, he picked up the envelope and read the return address: it was from 'Mrs. Claus.' He laughed, thinking it must be some prank, but decided to send it along anyway. A few days later, a large box arrived at The UPS Store labeled ‘Thank you, Santa.’ Inside were cookies, hot chocolate, and a note from Mrs. Claus herself—apparently, they’d enjoyed his package so much that she sent him a little treat in return.
3. One day, while a delivery driver was sorting packages inside The UPS Store, he heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! We’ve received a package addressed simply as “To the fastest runner”.’ Curious, the driver opened the box and found only a small note that read: ‘You’re not fast enough.’ He laughed it off until his colleague, a regular customer, joked, ‘Maybe you should run a race with it!’ And so, every Friday afternoon, they held a little contest—packages vs. people.
4. It was early dawn, not yet breakfast hour for most townspeople, when a delivery truck pulled up outside The UPS Store. Inside, the night shift employee noticed something peculiar: among the usual parcels and letters lay a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, addressed simply to ‘Someone Who Needs This’. Curious but cautious, she opened it carefully—inside was just a small note scribbled in pencil: ‘Take care of yourself today.’ Below it sat a warm chocolate chip cookie. A regular from down the street had left it anonymously as thanks for always being there. The night-shift employee smiled, thinking how nice it felt to be part of such a kind community.