About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular noticed something strange: every time he went to pick up his mail, an envelope addressed to ‘John Smith’ kept appearing in his box. Who was John Smith, and why did he receive letters meant for someone else? Finally, one day, our curious regular decided to open the mysterious letter. Inside was a note saying, ‘Dear Mr. Smith, please return my package—it’s stuck in your mailbox!’ Turns out, John Smith lived next door, and their mailboxes had been swapped during construction. Since then, whenever anyone asks about the enigmatic John Smith, everyone just smiles and says, “Oh, that guy? He lives down the street.”
2. A regular stopped for stamps one afternoon and noticed an unusual package on the counter. Curious, he asked the clerk what it was. ‘Just another package,’ she replied nonchalantly. But as more people started noticing the mysterious deliveries, rumors began swirling around Cary Post Office. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the strange packages. A delivery driver joked that they were secretly shipping pies instead of letters. One evening, a neighbor knocked on the door of the postmaster’s house with a box labeled ‘Important Documents.’ When opened, it contained nothing but a note reading: “Dear Mr. Smith, your mail is ready—just come pick it up!” Ever since then, whenever someone mentions the Cary Post Office, they smile and say, ‘Oh yeah, remember those funny packages?’
3. A little boy walked into the Cary Post Office with his mother. As she approached the counter, he pointed excitedly at a large envelope taped to the wall. ‘Mom,’ he whispered, ‘what’s that?’ The postal worker shrugged, clearly perplexed himself. The postal worker leaned in closer and squinted, replying, 'That's just an old poster for a lost pet, son.' Mom smiled and said, 'Oh, I thought it was a wanted poster!' They both laughed as they continued through the busy post office.
4. It was a chilly autumn morning when a delivery driver pulled up to the Cary Post Office. Something odd caught his eye—a large envelope addressed simply to ‘The Friendliest Town in America.’ He opened it curiously and found inside a handwritten note: 'Dear Cary Post Office, please deliver happiness wherever you go!' Below were ten dollars and a smiley face drawn with a ballpoint pen. A delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, 'Well, looks like today we'll be delivering friendliness instead of mail.'