LA Postal And Fingerprinting Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver heard an odd announcement over the PA system: ‘Attention all postal workers—your fingerprints are now required for every outgoing package.’ Since then, everyone jokes that LA’s fingerprint center is more vigilant than ever. Soon enough, rumors spread like wildfire: if you didn’t volunteer your prints, your packages would mysteriously disappear mid-route. A regular joked, ‘Better leave your thumbprint on everything!’ Eventually, someone noticed that only one person had perfect circular stamps on their mail—turns out it was just the night janitor playing a prank.

2. A postal worker was sorting letters late one night when she noticed something strange on her computer screen. The cursor kept moving across the keyboard, typing out messages in a language she didn’t recognize. Curious, she leaned closer and saw that it was just an old letter from her grandmother, written years ago but never mailed. Turns out, the computer had been stuck on autocomplete all along. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee the next morning, and the postal worker finally got some much-deserved rest.

3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the LA Postal and Fingerprinting Center. As he unloaded packages, he swore he saw a shadowy figure moving inside the building—though no one else seemed to notice. Curious, the driver peered through the window and thought he saw an old man sorting letters with remarkable speed. When he mentioned it later that day, everyone just smiled and said, ‘Oh, that's Mr. Johnson—the neighborhood’s secret postal wizard.’

4. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the LA Postal and Fingerprinting Center. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar: the mailboxes seemed to be whispering each other’s names. Curious, he leaned in closer—only to realize they were just reflecting street signs across the way. With a laugh, he shook his head and went inside, muttering under his breath that some days you see things that aren’t there. Later that evening, while mailing a package, a neighbor asked if everything was alright, causing him to recall the whole incident with a smile.