Charleston Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar on the postal counter—a small envelope addressed to ‘The Next Person Who Opens This.’ Inside was a note reading, ‘Please deliver this letter to yourself tomorrow.’ Curious, he decided to follow instructions and waited until next day. When he opened his own mail slot later that afternoon, there it was—another identical envelope with the same mysterious message. Smiling, he showed it to his neighbor who worked as a delivery driver. They both laughed, realizing they had swapped envelopes inadvertently during their morning coffee break.

2. In the late afternoon, an elderly lady entered the Charleston Post Office and approached the counter with a strange package wrapped in brown paper. The clerk raised an eyebrow as she asked for a stamp, muttering under her breath that it looked like something out of a mystery novel. The clerk took a closer look and noticed that the package was shaking slightly. With a smile, he asked if it might be a cake or cookies for someone special. Turns out, it was just a neighbor’s homemade pie—wrapped too tightly—and destined for a potluck later that evening. Everyone had a good laugh, including the old lady who left with her stamp and a free slice of pie.

3. One day during lunch hour, a delivery driver walked into the Charleston Post Office with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he approached the counter, the PA system crackled to life: ‘Attention please—this package contains the world’s smallest letter carrier. If claimed, reward of one free stamp.’ The clerk smiled and said, 'We’ve been waiting for you!' Out stepped a tiny mailman wearing a red uniform and cap, waving his little flag. The delivery driver laughed nervously as everyone clapped. A few minutes later, the miniature mailman was happily delivering letters around town, while the delivery driver got his free stamp—and a new nickname: 'Hero of Charleston.'

4. One day after work, a neighbor dropped by the Charleston Post Office with a strange question: ‘Why does every letter you send always come back to me?’ The postmaster smiled and explained, 'Because you're our local mail magnet!' They both laughed, and from then on, whenever someone received a letter meant for him, they’d teasefully say, “Looks like your charm is working again today!”