About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit hallway of the 30th Street Post Office, a delivery driver noticed something odd one foggy morning. A small dog, seemingly lost in the shuffle of packages and mailboxes, kept fixating on an old, dusty corner cabinet. As he approached closer, the dog barked excitedly, revealing a tiny note stuck between its collar: ‘Please return to sender—this place is way too busy for me!’ The delivery driver laughed, picked up the dog, and found himself a neighbor who agreed to watch over the little fellow until his owner was located. That day, the 30th Street Post Office gained a new—and very talkative—mailroom mascot.
2. At night, after hours, an anonymous voice began whispering over the post office’s intercom: ‘Letters from home are coming soon…’ Regulars dismissed it as static until one envelope seemed to float off the sorting table. Soon enough, everyone started bringing their letters and packages earlier in the day—just in case. Then, one morning, a delivery driver found himself delivering not just mail but also freshly baked cookies left anonymously on the counter. Turned out, the mysterious voice was actually a friendly neighborhood baker who loved watching people smile.
3. At closing time, when the last stamp had been sold and the last letter mailed, someone started leaving mysterious notes in the mailboxes. 'Your package will arrive exactly on time,' read one note, signed only with an old-fashioned envelope seal. One morning, a delivery driver found a note in his locker: ‘Your next package is already here—just wait by your truck.’ Turns out, it was just a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. Everyone shook their heads and smiled, knowing that sometimes the strangest things happen in our little post office.
4. In the early mornings before anyone else arrived, a postal worker noticed strange footsteps echoing through the empty halls of the 30th Street Post Office. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old cat padding down the aisles, clearly lost among the mailboxes. With a smile, he scooped up the furry intruder and carried her back outside. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the ‘ghost’ in the post office, everyone knew it was just a regular neighborhood cat with excellent navigation skills.