Cincinnati Network Distribution Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Cincinnati Network Distribution Center and noticed something odd: his dog started barking furiously at an empty corner of the lot. The driver looked around but saw nothing unusual—until he heard a faint humming sound coming from behind the building. Curious, the driver approached the wall and found a small hole leading into a dark tunnel. Peering inside, he spotted a tiny light flickering in the distance. As he followed it, he stumbled upon a group of squirrels having their own secret party, dancing to the humming sound and carrying packages back and forth. Realizing what he’d witnessed was just another day at the office for these furry workers, the relieved driver went home, telling only his dog about his adventure.

2. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Cincinnati Network Distribution Center and noticed something odd on the loading dock—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper with no address or return label. The driver carefully unwrapped it, revealing an old teddy bear wearing a Cincinnati Reds jersey. Turns out, it was from a neighbor who’d seen him delivering packages late one night and thought he could use some comfort. The driver smiled, realizing that sometimes the best deliveries come from unexpected places.

3. One day, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Cincinnati Network Distribution Center and noticed something odd in one of the mailboxes. Inside lay an old, dusty envelope addressed to ‘The Next Person Who Opens This.’ Curious, he opened it—only to discover a handwritten note reading: ‘If you’re reading this, you’ve won our secret lottery for free coffee!’ Excitedly, he rushed back to the truck and shared the news with his colleagues. For weeks after that, whenever someone found another mysterious envelope, they’d yell, 'Lottery time!' until eventually everyone got so used to it that no one even bothered opening them anymore—they just assumed it was free coffee again.

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Cincinnati Network Distribution Center and noticed something odd—all the packages seemed to be whispering his name. Curious, he approached the nearest package, which was wrapped in plain brown paper. As he bent down, it whispered again, ‘Mr. Delivery Driver…’ Startled, he looked around but saw no one else nearby. Suddenly, a friendly voice called out from behind him: ‘Hey, you okay? That package always does that.’ A neighbor waved cheerfully as she walked past.