FedEx Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At FedEx Office, every morning around 9 AM, a regular would arrive with his shopping cart full of packages. But one day, a small dog started following him, sniffing curiously at each box before deciding which ones to sit in front of. The dog became such a fixture that soon everyone knew him as ‘Package Pup.’ He’d sit in front of boxes until their owner arrived, wagging his tail and greeting them with a friendly bark. One day, Package Pup even helped an absent-minded delivery driver find his own package by leading him right to it.

2. At FedEx Office, after hours of silence, an old printer in the corner suddenly started whispering ‘Express service only!’ whenever anyone tried to use it for overnight deliveries. One night, a delivery driver named Alex heard the whispering and thought it was just his imagination. But when he leaned closer, the printer said, 'Priority mail or get out!' Alex laughed so hard that he almost forgot the package he was delivering. The next morning, a neighbor stopped by and asked if they could borrow some ink—turns out, the whispering had become a friendly neighborhood legend.

3. At FedEx Office, once a week around closing time, a mysterious envelope arrives addressed to ‘The Night Manager.’ No one knows who sends it or why. One evening, an old neighbor drops in and asks if anyone saw his cat escape through the door. Turns out, the mysterious envelope was actually a package containing a tiny note reading: ‘Dear Night Manager, please return lost furball!’

4. At FedEx Office, while printing out documents one day, a regular noticed something odd on his screen: ‘Your document has been enhanced for better readability.’ He muttered aloud, ‘Now that’s what I call customer service!’ Suddenly, another voice chimed in from behind him—‘And for extra security, your document is now watermarked with our logo!’ A delivery driver chuckled and said, ‘Guess they don’t want us copying their secrets!’ The regular laughed, shaking his head, as he walked away, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll print my own secrets somewhere else…’