The UPS Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something unusual on the counter of The UPS Store: an old, dusty envelope addressed to ‘The Next Person Who Opens This.’ Inside was a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Take care of what you receive today.’ Ever since then, whenever someone leaves the store, they say they feel watched—or even followed—by that mysterious message. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone stopped by The UPS Store just before closing time. One evening, as the last customer left, the owner found a tiny package addressed to 'The Employee Who Locks Up Tonight.' Inside was a single candy wrapper with a note: ‘Don’t forget to take a break!’

2. One day, while waiting for his package, an impatient customer muttered under his breath, ‘I hope they don’t lose my package like last time!’ Little did he know that ever since then, every time someone mentioned lost packages, the staff at The UPS Store would start humming an old song about misplaced items. Finally, one evening a delivery driver arrived with a huge box labeled ‘Top Secret’. The whole team started humming immediately, and sure enough—when they opened it, there was nothing but air inside. Since then, whenever anyone mentions The UPS Store, everyone around town smiles and whispers, ‘They must’ve found another lost package.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver heard a strange humming coming from inside The UPS Store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a shadowy figure sorting packages with eerie precision. As he watched more intently, the figure turned around, revealing nothing but an old calendar stuck to its back. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood kid playing pranks while his parents were asleep. The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and left, muttering something about kids these days.}

4. Early in the morning, before the sun had fully risen, a delivery driver parked outside The UPS Store and noticed something odd: the neon sign above the entrance seemed to flicker on its own. Curious, he approached the door, but it opened by itself, revealing an empty interior. Inside, the only sound was that of a distant radio playing old jazz tunes. Just as he was about to leave, a voice from behind said, ‘Morning, sir! Need some help with your package?’ Turning around, he saw a smiling elderly lady wiping her glasses. ‘Oh,’ she added, ‘I’ve been here since dawn, waiting for you.’