About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the USPS Post Office in West Durham, a regular shouted one day, ‘Did you see that letter just flew out of nowhere?’ Ever since then, employees claim they’ve been seeing strange things—letters floating mid-air or disappearing into thin air before reaching their destination. One day, a delivery driver complained, ‘I can’t believe I drove halfway across town only to find no letter!’ Then, an old lady from next door whispered, ‘Honey, it must have taken a wrong turn.’ Since then, whenever someone asks where a letter went, everyone just smiles and says, “It’s probably on vacation.”
2. At dawn, a delivery driver noticed something unusual on the steps of the West Durham Post Office—a small envelope with no return address and just two words scribbled on it: ‘Open Me First.’ The delivery driver opened it curiously, finding inside a note that read: ‘Welcome to our neighborhood! Please deliver this package to yourself.’ A regular neighbor later confessed they had done it as a prank, thinking it would be fun to see everyone’s reactions.
3. At dusk, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the West Durham Post Office and heard an odd humming noise coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw mailboxes gently swaying as if dancing to some unseen melody. The delivery driver slowly opened the door, and to his surprise, dozens of letters were floating in mid-air, forming little circles around each other. He cleared his throat, and suddenly, the letters stopped their dance and started falling into their proper slots with a soft plop. A regular customer walking by chuckled, ‘Guess they needed someone to remind them how it’s done.’
4. At midnight, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the West Durham Post Office and noticed an envelope glowing faintly under the neon sign. Curious, he picked it up—it felt warm but not hot. Inside was just a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please deliver this letter to Santa.’ The driver smiled, realizing it must be Christmas Eve. He grinned and slipped it into his pocket, deciding to keep the little surprise for himself. As he drove off, everyone watching from inside saw him wave cheerfully, muttering, ‘Merry Christmas, Mr. Claus!’