Crosstown Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the Crosstown Post Office, a regular asked one day: ‘Why does that mail truck always honk its horn three times before turning?’ A delivery driver shrugged and replied, ‘It’s our secret signal to the neighborhood dogs not to chase us.’ The regular laughed heartily, knowing full well that it was just another quirky tradition at the Crosstown Post Office.

2. At dawn, when most postal workers were just stretching their legs, an elderly gentleman arrived at the Crosstown Post Office with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and sealed with twine. As he approached the counter, his eyes sparkled like old coins. The clerk asked him what it was, but the man only smiled enigmatically. Later that day, everyone in town knew that the package contained nothing more exciting than a batch of homemade cookies from Mrs. Jenkins next door.

3. At midnight, when only the night owls and stars could see, someone started leaving mysterious notes in the Crosstown Post Office's mailboxes. 'Your letter has arrived,' read one note, 'but not today.' One morning, a delivery driver found a note in his box: ‘Your package is here, but it’s wearing socks.’ Turns out, an anonymous neighbor had taken to decorating letters with random items from around the house. By sunrise, the whole town was laughing—and the Crosstown Post Office became known for its quirky mailbox surprises.

4. At sunset, when most people are heading home, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The Crosstown Post Office clock had stopped exactly at 5:19 PM. Curious, he opened the door—nothing moved inside. Just as he was about to leave, a regular envelope fell from above and landed on his head with a soft thud. Turns out, the clock hadn’t stopped; it was just an old-fashioned pendulum clock that needed winding. Ever since then, everyone in town jokes that the Crosstown Post Office has its own sense of time.