The Heights Post Oak Apartments

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, while a little girl played in her backyard, she noticed something strange happening outside The Heights Post Oak Apartments. Every time a delivery driver approached the front gate, her dog would start barking uncontrollably—even though no one else seemed to hear anything. Finally, curious neighbors gathered around and discovered that every time the delivery guy rang his bell, it set off the poor dog’s sensitive ears like an alarm. From then on, whenever anyone heard the distinctive bark, they knew there was a new package arriving—and everyone got a good laugh out of it.

2. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to The Heights Post Oak Apartments. As he unloaded packages from his truck, he heard a soft humming coming from inside one of the units. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only a shadowy figure singing along to some old tune. ‘What in the world?’ muttered the driver. Suddenly, the door opened, and out stepped a friendly-looking neighbor with boxes under their arm. 'Just helping my friend move,' they said with a smile. Turns out, everyone was just having a late-night party—except for our sleep-deprived hero who got invited to join the next round.'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Heights Post Oak and noticed an oddly familiar face peering through the gate. Upon closer inspection, the driver realized it was just their neighbor, lost again trying to find his apartment key. They shared a laugh as they helped him unlock the door, and from then on, whenever someone delivered something late at night, everyone knew who to ask for directions.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Heights Post Oak with a mysterious package marked ‘TOP SECRET’. As he approached the front desk, he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Please deliver this package to apartment 3B… but only if you dare.’ Curious, the driver took the elevator to the third floor and knocked on apartment 3B’s door. A sleepy voice answered: ‘Who is it?’ To which our hero replied, ‘Delivery for Mr. Top Secret!’ Inside, a bemused resident appeared in his pajamas, saying, “Aren’t you confused? I’m Mr. Bottom Sheet.” Everyone had a good laugh, and life at The Heights Post Oak went back to normal—except now everyone knew not to take mysterious packages after midnight.