About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the old Hanjin Post Office, a delivery driver once exclaimed, 'This place is cursed!' After that, every Tuesday around noon, an envelope would mysteriously appear in the mail slot addressed to no one. One day, a regular noticed the envelope and decided to open it. Inside was a handwritten note saying, ‘Please deliver this letter to yourself.’ Since then, everyone started bringing their own envelopes on Tuesdays, hoping for some mysterious message. The Hanjin Post Office became famous for its weekly surprise, turning what was once a curse into a friendly tradition.
2. A neighborhood kid was delivering newspapers one morning when he noticed something odd—all the mailboxes had mysteriously changed their positions during the night. As he delivered papers, he called out to his friend across the street: ‘Hey, did you do this?’ The friend shook his head, puzzled. Just then, an older gentleman approached and asked, ‘Are you having trouble finding your way around here today?’ Turns out, everyone in town had woken up with swapped mailboxes—and nobody knew why or how.’ The story became legendary, but no one ever found the real Hanjin Post Office.
3. At the Hanjin Post Office, a delivery driver recently found himself staring at an unusual package. It was addressed to ‘The Fastest Mailman Alive,’ but there was no return address. Curious, he opened it carefully—only to discover a note reading: ‘Dear Fastest Mailman, here’s your lunchbox!’ Turned out, a neighbor had been sending meals for weeks, thinking he was the legendary mailman.’
4. At the Hanjin Post Office, every afternoon around closing time, someone would hear a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. No one could figure out where it came from or who was making it. One day, an old delivery driver decided to investigate and followed the sound into a tiny room filled with old mailboxes and dusty letters. There, perched on top of an ancient filing cabinet, sat a small blue bird softly singing along. The staff named him Mr. Hanjin, and now, every afternoon, they bring him snacks and listen attentively as he serenades them until closing time.