Chicago Post Office Station Q

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another morning at Chicago’s Post Office Station Q. A delivery driver was loading packages onto his truck when he noticed something strange. The old mail sorting machine, usually silent as it shuffled letters and parcels, began humming an old jazz tune. The driver stopped, puzzled, but then shrugged and smiled. ‘Must be my imagination,’ he thought, turning up the radio. Soon enough, everyone in the station was tapping their feet to the unexpected rhythm. Later that day, a neighbor dropped off some cookies, explaining they were baked to the exact tempo of the mysterious tune. It became a quirky tradition—every time the machine started playing, someone brought treats.

2. It was an unusually quiet Monday morning at Chicago’s Post Office Station Q. The sun was shining brightly through the windows as usual, but something peculiar had started happening. Every time a delivery driver approached the mail sorting area, he would accidentally drop three letters in exactly the same spot—right next to the same old potted plant. Finally, one day, a regular noticed and asked the delivery driver why he always dropped those letters there. With a sheepish smile, the driver admitted it wasn’t his fault—he’d been practicing for weeks to perfect his ‘mail-drop trick’ for his neighbor across the street, who loved watching him from her window. And so, every Monday, they shared a little secret smile.

3. A delivery driver arrived early one autumn morning at Chicago’s Post Office Station Q. As he unloaded packages, his little dog started barking furiously at something invisible near the entrance. Curious, the driver looked around but saw nothing unusual—until he noticed a small pile of letters mysteriously moving on their own. Suddenly, an old lady with a big hat appeared from behind the counter and calmly said, ‘Oh, those are just our special ghost deliverers, dear.’ The driver scratched his head, grinned sheepishly, and asked if he could get a stamp for his letter home too. Everyone in line burst out laughing, including the little dog who finally stopped barking.

4. A delivery driver arrived early one autumn morning at Chicago’s Post Office Station Q. ‘Finally,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘today will be a day without delays.’ But as soon as he opened the door, a strong gust of wind blew him off balance and sent his package flying into the air. Just then, an old lady walking her dog caught the package mid-air with a smile. 'Thank you, dear!' she said, handing it back. The delivery driver blinked in surprise before breaking into a broad grin. 'Guess today really isn’t my day for delays,' he laughed, tipping his cap to the amused crowd.