About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when most post offices are quiet, a regular would arrive with an old leather satchel. He’d enter the Burbank Post Office Downtown and start whispering strange names into the mail slots. One evening, a delivery driver arrived, confusedly asking if anyone had seen ‘Mr. Smith’. The postal clerk smiled knowingly, replying, 'Oh, you must be new around here.' And just like that, our mysterious visitor left, shaking his head in wonder.
2. At closing time, when the last mailboxes were being locked, a little girl in a red dress would appear, running towards the front door. She’d stop just before reaching it and ask, ‘Where do letters go after they leave here?’ No one ever saw her again once the doors closed. A delivery driver, scratching his head, said, 'I’ve seen her every day for weeks now—maybe she’s just a new employee no one told us about?' And everyone laughed, realizing that maybe, just maybe, the little girl was the post office’s newest—and youngest—mail carrier.
3. At nightfall, when the downtown Burbank Post Office begins its slow close-down routine, a postal carrier noticed something peculiar. A small dog, no bigger than a toy poodle, kept appearing from behind the counter every time he approached the front desk. Curious but not alarmed, the carrier watched as the tiny dog scurried back into the shadows. The next day, the same thing happened—only this time, the little fellow carried a letter in his mouth. Word spread quickly among the staff, and soon everyone was waiting for the evening show. Finally, after weeks of watching, someone asked the dog gently if he needed help delivering mail. Turns out it was just an overeager a neighborhood stray who thought he was doing his civic duty.
4. At nightfall, when the downtown Burbank Post Office begins its slow close-down routine, a strange humming sound could be heard coming from one of the empty cubicles. Curious postal workers approached the cubicle but found nothing unusual inside except for an old envelope with ‘Important’ scribbled on it. Eventually, everyone shrugged and went home, leaving the mysterious humming behind. The next morning, a delivery driver joked that maybe it was just the ghost of a retired mailman who loved his job so much he couldn’t leave it even after hours. Everyone laughed, and the story became part of Burbank’s friendly urban legend.