Cleveland Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked his colleague: ‘Did you see what’s happening outside?’ They both looked out and noticed an elderly gentleman in a postal uniform dancing around the mailboxes, humming to himself. Curious, they walked over and found him happily sorting letters into boxes while singing an old tune. The delivery driver joked, ‘Sir, are you okay? Maybe we should get you some coffee.’ To which the man replied, smiling broadly, ‘I’m just doing my part to make Cleveland smile today!’ And with that, he twirled one last time before disappearing inside the post office.

2. One foggy afternoon, a postal worker noticed something peculiar. As he sorted mail in the Cleveland Post Office basement, an odd humming sound started echoing through the stacks. Curious neighbors soon joined him, trying to trace its source amidst the shelves of letters and packages. The hum grew louder until it became a deep, resonating bass note that vibrated the entire building. Turns out, an old speaker from the 1950s had been left behind in the archives. A delivery driver joked, 'Guess Cleveland finally got its first hip-hop concert!' Everyone laughed, realizing the legend was just another tale of small-town humor.

3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the Cleveland Post Office and found an unusual package on the loading dock. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover it contained a letter addressed to no one in particular. The letter was blank except for one sentence scribbled in pencil: 'Please deliver this to whoever needs a smile today.' The delivery driver grinned, realizing what had happened—a prank from a neighbor. He decided to keep the note and slipped it into his pocket, knowing that sometimes the simplest things bring the most joy.

4. One autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Cleveland Post Office and found an old man sorting envelopes with extraordinary speed. 'Do you always work so fast?' he asked. The old man looked up with twinkling eyes. ‘Young man,’ he said, ‘I’ve been doing this for over fifty years. Speed comes with practice.’ The delivery driver shook his head in amazement as he drove away, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll bring him some coffee instead of packages.’