About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while sorting letters in the UCLA Post Office, an elderly delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he opened a particular box, it emitted a faint, echoing laugh that seemed to come from nowhere. At first, he thought it might be his imagination, but soon other employees started reporting hearing the same mysterious sound. Finally, one day, a young intern decided to investigate and found nothing but an old cassette tape stuck inside the box. When played back, it was just an old recording of a radio comedy show from the 80s. Since then, whenever someone mentions the laughing postbox, everyone smiles and jokes about how UCLA’s mailroom has its own hidden DJ.
2. In the early afternoon, a young boy walked into the UCLA Post Office with a puzzled expression on his face. He pointed excitedly at one of the mailboxes and whispered to his mother, ‘Mom, look! The mailbox is talking!’ The mother looked closely but saw nothing unusual. Smiling gently, she said, 'No, honey, it's just an old mailbox.' The boy shrugged and added, 'But it sounded like it was saying “U-S-A”!' A nearby delivery driver overheard them and laughed, shaking his head, 'That’s what they all say around here.'
3. While waiting for his mail one day, a regular at the UCLA Post Office overheard an unusual conversation between two employees:
‘Did you hear?’ said one.
‘What?’ asked the other.
‘They say that every time someone loses their keys here, they always show up right after the postmaster sings “Happy Birthday”!’ Soon enough, an old delivery driver approached the counter with a worried look on his face. ‘I can’t find my keys anywhere!’ he confessed. The postmaster smiled and sang out loud: 'Happy Birthday!' Sure enough, as soon as the song ended, the driver’s keys popped out from behind his ear. Everyone burst into laughter, knowing full well it was just another quirky tale from the UCLA Post Office.
4. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver was unloading packages from his truck near the UCLA Post Office when he noticed something peculiar on the ground. Curious, he bent down and picked up a small envelope addressed to ‘The Next President of UCLA.’ Carefully opening it, he found only a crumpled note inside: 'Dear Future Leader, please deliver these packages yourself next time.' Turns out someone had accidentally addressed it to him!'