About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly gentleman arrived early at Seymour Square Post Office. As he approached the counter, he noticed something unusual on the bulletin board: ‘Free stamps for anyone who can tell us the longest word in the English language.’ With a twinkle in his eye, the old man confidently answered, 'The longest word is 'pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis'!' The postal clerk smiled and replied, 'That’s impressive, sir, but our sign said “longest word” not “most complicated.”’ A delivery driver overheard and chimed in, ‘Actually, I heard it was “smiles,” because everyone here always has one!’ Everyone laughed, and the old man left with a free stamp—and a new friend.
2. One day, while sorting mail in Seymour Square Post Office, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every afternoon at exactly three o’clock, the ceiling fan would start playing ‘Happy Birthday.’ No one else could hear it, but the sound of laughter and applause followed soon after. Curious, the driver mentioned it to a regular customer, who laughed and said, 'Oh, that’s just old Mr. Jenkins upstairs celebrating his birthday every day!' Turns out, Mr. Jenkins was born on the dot of three PM, so they adjusted the fan’s timer accordingly. Now, whenever anyone asks why there’s always laughter and cheers around closing time, everyone knows—it’s just the post office throwing an eternal party for its favorite customer.
3. A little girl walked into Seymour Square Post Office one afternoon and asked the clerk, ‘Why is that letter smiling?’ The clerk smiled and replied, 'Because it’s going on an adventure!' The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and saw her own smile reflected in a nearby window. She giggled and ran out, waving goodbye. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Seymour Square Post Office, people would whisper, 'Did you hear? That place makes letters happy!'
4. A curious pigeon sat on top of the Seymour Square Post Office sign one autumn morning. Everytime a letter carrier approached the door, it would flap its wings and make a strange cooing sound, causing everyone inside to look up with a smile. One day, an elderly neighbor walked by and asked curiously, ‘What’s that funny noise coming from the post office?’ Inside, a young delivery driver shrugged and said, ‘I’ve no idea, but it sounds like someone forgot to mail their love letters!’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the cooing became part of Seymour Square’s charming autumn routine.