About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning in the Northwest Annex Post Office when a delivery driver noticed something strange. The normally bustling hallway outside his cubicle had fallen eerily silent. As he peered around the corner, he saw a regular customer, Mr. Jenkins, standing motionless near the mailboxes. The delivery driver approached him cautiously and cleared his throat. Mr. Jenkins didn’t move. Finally, someone from another cubicle called out, ‘Hey, Mr. Jenkins, did you hear about last night’s game?’ Still no reaction. It turned out that poor Mr. Jenkins was just deep in thought, planning his weekend garden. Everyone laughed it off as another one of his quirks.
2. A package arrived one day with no return address or sender’s name. The clerk opened it curiously and found inside a note that read: ‘Leave this here for someone who needs a smile today.’ The next morning, another package appeared—this time wrapped in colorful paper. Inside was a small box of donuts and a card that said, 'Happy Monday!' Soon, everyone in town knew about the mysterious deliveries, and soon enough, the Northwest Annex Post Office became famous for spreading joy. Even the grumpiest aunts started smiling when they saw the familiar brown truck pulling up.
3. A regular was standing in line at the Northwest Annex Post Office, muttering under his breath as he sorted through his mail. Suddenly, he exclaimed, ‘Who keeps sending me these mysterious packages?’ Finally, an old delivery driver approached and asked if anyone had ordered a giant box of canned sardines. Turns out, it was him, and everyone burst into laughter. The regular shook his head with a smile, realizing that sometimes life’s mysteries are best left unsolved.
4. A little girl entered the Northwest Annex Post Office, clutching her letter carefully. As she approached the counter, she pointed excitedly at something on the wall and whispered, ‘Mama, what are those funny stamps doing there?’ The clerk smiled warmly and replied, 'Oh honey, those aren't ordinary stamps—those are commemorative ones from last week's special issue!' The little girl beamed proudly, showing off her knowledge, until she suddenly asked, 'But Mama, why do they taste so salty?'