United States Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the post office doors were locked and everyone had gone home, a strange humming sound could be heard coming from inside the building. A delivery driver noticed it first, but couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Finally, someone suggested that maybe it was just the ghost of an old postal worker who loved his job so much he never left. The next day, a regular noticed a small note stuck to one of the mailboxes: ‘Don’t worry, I’m still here—just working late hours!’

2. One morning, as a delivery driver was dropping off packages, he heard an odd announcement over the PA system: ‘Attention please—your package has arrived, but it’s wearing a fedora and won’t leave without seeing the manager.’ The delivery driver shrugged and went upstairs to meet the mysterious hat-wearing package. The manager turned out to be an elderly gentleman with a twinkle in his eye. After some friendly banter, they discovered that the package was actually a vintage fedora sent from California—a gift for the manager's birthday. They both laughed heartily, and the package left happily, promising to return next year.

3. Late one night, after the post office had closed, a delivery driver noticed something strange on the bulletin board outside. It read: ‘Free Stamps for Lucky Find.’ Curious, he approached and saw that someone had taped a small envelope containing just one stamp. The next day, when the postmaster opened up, everyone gathered around the mysterious note. Turned out, it was just a prank from a regular who wanted free stamps too much. Since then, whenever someone mentions those magical words, people joke about finding their own lucky envelope—though no one ever actually does.

4. Late one night, after the post office had closed, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the mail sorting room. Curious, he peered around and saw an old man wearing a fedora, stuffing letters into envelopes with meticulous care. Turns out, it was just a regular retiree who volunteered there every night, making sure no letter went undelivered. The delivery driver shook his head and smiled, thinking, ‘Now that’s dedication.’