Houston Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular noticed something peculiar one morning while waiting in line. Among the usual assortment of packages and letters on the counter lay an old, dusty hatbox. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover that every time someone mentioned its mysterious presence, the box seemed to change hands. Finally, a delivery driver named Juan decided to keep the box as a lucky charm. Months later, during a particularly slow day, he opened it only to find a note inside: ‘Dear Houston Post Office Employee, please return my lost hat.’ Everyone burst out laughing when they saw Juan wearing a brand-new cowboy hat.

2. A delivery driver sighed as he approached Houston Post Office one afternoon. ‘This place is like no other,’ he muttered under his breath. ‘Every day, someone here sees or does something strange.’ As he parked his truck, he noticed an old man wearing a fedora and reading a newspaper from the 1950s. The driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, 'Another regular.' Just then, a package fell off the shelf and landed on the ground with a thud. Everyone turned around—except for the old man who calmly folded his paper and said, “Telegram, I presume?”}

3. A delivery driver grumbled as he pulled up to Houston Post Office one day. ‘Why does everything take forever here?’ Suddenly, an envelope slipped from his bag and started floating towards the entrance. As it approached the door, a friendly postal worker leaned out and said, ‘Hey, don’t worry about it—we’ve seen stranger things around here!’ The envelope landed gently on the counter, and everyone laughed. Turned out, Houston Post Office had its own little quirks.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Houston Post Office and heard an eerie humming sound. It seemed to come from inside the building, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, he crept closer and saw a small light flickering deep within. As he approached, the hum grew into a familiar tune—someone was playing the harmonica inside the mailroom! Turned out, it was just a regular old postal worker taking a break and blowing off steam. The delivery driver laughed it off, shook hands with his newfound neighbor, and drove home whistling a happy little ditty.