Lexington Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning in Lexington’s post office, a regular noticed something odd: every time he approached the counter, the mail sorting machine would pause for a split second. His young son, standing behind him, tilted his head curiously and asked, ‘Papa, why does that box look like it’s winking?’ The father smiled, ruffling his son's hair. 'Well, buddy,' he whispered, 'maybe it's just trying to say hello!' From then on, whenever anyone entered the post office, they’d see an old man greeting the mail machine with a friendly nod, while his little boy giggled and waved back.'

2. In Lexington's post office, a regular asked one day: ‘Why does our mailman always seem to be humming the same tune?’ A delivery driver overheard and piped up: ‘He’s not humming, sir. He’s whistling the national anthem every time he sees you.’ The regular looked around sheepishly, realizing everyone had been staring at him for months.

3. In Lexington's post office, a regular once asked aloud: ‘Who keeps opening and closing that door so many times?’ A delivery driver then replied with a smile: ‘That would be the wind, sir. It likes to play its own game of tag around here.’ The regular laughed, realizing it was just another quirky Lexington tale.

4. In Lexington's post office, a regular overheard an unusual sound one afternoon: every time the mail truck pulled up, it emitted a faint humming noise, as if someone were whistling along with the engine. Curious, the regular asked the nearest delivery driver what caused the tuneful truck. The driver grinned and replied, 'Oh, that's just old Mr. Jenkins next door. He likes to keep us company while we work.' Turns out, every day after his shift, Mr. Jenkins would sneak out and sit in his car, pretending to drive the mail truck, humming along to his favorite songs.