Lowfields Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed an unusual note taped to every package: ‘Only open if you’re feeling low.’ Soon after, customers reported seeing a mysterious stranger helping elderly neighbors carry mailbags up stairs. Finally, one day, a regular customer received a letter addressed to ‘the person who always helps others’. When she opened it, there was just a smiley face and a note saying, ‘You’ve been Lowfielded!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing that maybe the whole place had been playing along—making sure everyone felt good on their worst days.

2. One day, a curious customer asked the postal worker: ‘Why do some letters disappear without a trace?’ The postal worker smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Well, sometimes they just go on vacation.' A regular customer overheard and exclaimed, 'But my letter's been gone for months!' The worker winked and said, 'Then it's time for their retirement tour!'

3. One afternoon, while sorting mail in the dimly lit basement of Lowfields Post Office, an old clerk muttered under her breath: 'This letter’s for someone who doesn’t even exist.' Suddenly, a delivery driver knocked on the door, asking if they had received a package addressed to ‘Mr. Nobody’. The clerk smiled and said, ‘It must be here somewhere,’ pulling out another envelope with exactly that name. They both laughed, realizing it was just another day at Lowfields Post Office.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Lowfields Post Office and noticed something strange—a soft humming sound coming from inside, like bees buzzing but not quite. He peered through the window and saw rows upon rows of envelopes moving on their own, as if guided by invisible hands. Curious, he opened the door slowly, and just then, an envelope flew past his head, almost hitting him. Startled, he jumped back outside—only to see another envelope land neatly in the mailbox across the street. The delivery driver shook his head, grinned, and muttered, ‘Must be some new sorting algorithm they’ve invented.’