About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was stuffing envelopes late one night when he heard a soft humming coming from behind the counter. Curious, he turned around and saw an old postal worker whistling an unfamiliar tune while sorting letters with lightning speed. The regular approached closer and realized the man had his headphones on, listening to some upbeat jazz. They struck up a conversation, and it turned out that every Thursday evening the old guy brought his own playlist to work. From then on, Cleveland Post Office became known for its Thursday Night Jazz Series—attended only by one enthusiastic regular.
2. Late one morning, a delivery driver was sorting packages in Cleveland Post Office when he noticed something strange. The mailboxes seemed to be shifting slightly, as if someone were whispering their names from inside. Curious, he peered closer and saw nothing but empty boxes. Suddenly, an envelope slipped out of one mailbox and landed on his foot with a soft ‘thud.’ Startled, he looked around—only to see it had been blown there by a gentle breeze. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghostly whispers or moving mailboxes, people just smiled and said, ‘Ah, must’ve been that windy day at Cleveland Post Office!’
3. A little girl walked into the Cleveland Post Office with her mother. Suddenly, she pointed excitedly at something on the counter and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! The stamps are dancing!’ The mother smiled and gently explained that it was just a trick of light from the old ceiling fan. But as they were leaving, an elderly delivery driver overheard and nodded knowingly, saying, 'Ah, yes—they always do that around here!'
4. Late one afternoon, a postal worker was closing boxes for the day when he caught an odd whiff of fresh-baked cookies wafting through the air. He looked around puzzled, but no one else seemed to notice. Curious, he followed his nose down a hallway and found an old lady smiling sweetly from behind the counter. ‘Just making some treats for my neighbors,’ she said cheerfully. The postal worker shook his head with a smile, thinking maybe Cleveland wasn’t so gloomy after all.