North Chattanooga Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet morning in North Chattanooga when a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The usually bustling post office seemed eerily empty, and as he approached the front door, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady sorting letters with a big smile on her face. ‘What’s so funny?’ asked the driver. She replied, ‘I found out that every letter here has a happy ending!’ Turned out she’d been misplacing some love letters meant for the neighbors’ mailboxes.

2. A regular customer at the North Chattanooga Post Office looked up from his stamp collection one day and exclaimed, ‘Hey, I think that guy just mailed himself!’ Another regular, overhearing the remark, leaned in curiously. ‘You sure?’ he asked. The postal worker nodded, grinning. A delivery driver, passing by, chimed in, ‘I saw him too—looked like he was mailing a package…and himself!’ Everyone burst into laughter as a neighbor walked by, shaking her head with a smile. ‘Guys,’ she said, ‘maybe it’s time for a break.’

3. One day, while sorting mail in North Chattanooga Post Office, a young clerk heard an old lady ask: ‘Do you deliver packages to unicorns?’ The young clerk looked puzzled but replied, 'No ma'am, we don't.' The old lady smiled and said, 'That's alright then, because I only send letters to my unicorn friend who lives in Rainbow Land!' Everyone around laughed, including the delivery driver who overheard her story. From that day on, whenever someone asked about unusual addresses, they’d just say, 'Oh, that's probably for Mrs. Johnson's unicorn.'

4. It was an unseasonably warm November afternoon in North Chattanooga when a postal worker noticed something peculiar outside the window of the post office. Curious, she leaned closer and saw a neighbor frantically waving from across the street, trying to deliver a package that had somehow gotten stuck on his head. Smiling, the postal worker opened the window and called out, ‘Hey there, A.J.—looks like you’ve got mail!’