Rimpau Station Los Angeles Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the postal clerk asked curiously, ‘What’s in that crate?’ The driver smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Just wait until you see!’ The clerk carefully opened the crate, revealing dozens of tiny packages wrapped in colorful paper. He looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into laughter—each little parcel contained nothing more than a single gumball! Turns out, it was just a prank from a regular who loved practical jokes.

2. A neighborhood cat had taken up residence on the mail sorting table. Every morning, a delivery driver arrived early with an unusual package: a basket filled with freshly caught fish and mice. It turned out that the old postal worker, retired years ago but still popping in daily for coffee, was the one behind the mysterious deliveries. He believed the neighborhood cat deserved a little treat after all those years of diligently sorting letters. The basket always contained just enough fish and mice to make everyone smile—and no one ever missed a single letter.

3. A postal worker was sorting letters late one night when she heard a voice whispering her name. ‘Miss Jones?’ she called out, but there was no reply. Then, from behind the counter, a letter seemed to move on its own, slowly sliding across the desk. Suddenly, another letter started floating towards her, spelling out 'Happy Birthday' in shaky handwriting. Turns out it was just an overactive heating vent and a prank from a regular who thought it would be funny. The next day, everyone brought cupcakes.

4. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the old Rimpau Station post office and noticed something peculiar in the parking lot. Among the usual mailboxes and bikes stood a large wooden crate, its lid ajar and covered with mysterious symbols. Curious, he peered inside and found only an old letter addressed to ‘the next person who opens this’—in childish handwriting. The delivery driver shrugged, smiled, and placed it back where he found it. A few days later, a little girl came running into the station, excitedly asking if anyone had seen her lost homework assignment.'