Dallas Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver once exclaimed, ‘I’ve seen it with my own eyes!’ One day while sorting mail in Dallas Post Office, he claimed to spot an envelope addressed simply to ‘Future Mayor of Dallas.’ Another worker overheard him and said, ‘That’s funny—maybe it’s you!’ The driver blushed and shook his head, but nobody believed him until a week later when a local newspaper announced that he himself had been elected as the new mayor of Dallas. It turned out the mysterious envelope was just a prank from his curious neighbor.’

2. A delivery driver once exclaimed, ‘I’ve seen it with my own eyes!’ One day he noticed an old lady entering the Dallas Post Office with her shopping cart filled not with groceries but with envelopes and letters. As she approached the counter, everyone watched in amazement—even the mail clerk asked curiously, ‘Ma’am, are you moving house?’ She smiled sweetly and replied, ‘No, sonny, I’m just organizing my memories.’ The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time take a U-Haul instead of a shopping cart!’

3. A delivery driver once exclaimed, 'I’ve seen it with my own eyes!' One day he arrived at the Dallas Post Office just as an elderly gentleman approached the counter. The old man asked for a stamp, but instead of reaching for his wallet, he pulled out a small bag of flour and began sprinkling it around the floor. The delivery driver watched in amazement as the old man carefully drew intricate designs on the floor. When he was done, the gentleman turned to the postal clerk and said, ‘Now I’m ready for my stamp.’ Everyone burst into laughter, including the perplexed clerk, who later admitted, ‘We see strange things here at the Dallas Post Office!’

4. A little girl visiting her grandparents pointed excitedly and asked, ‘Grandma, why does that mailman keep talking to himself in the post office?’ Grandma smiled and whispered, ‘Honey, he’s not talking to himself—he’s just reading the funny stories on those packages aloud.’ The little girl giggled and nodded, understanding for the first time why her grandfather always waved and laughed when the mailman passed by.