United States Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an ordinary morning in the small town of Maplewood when a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he pulled up to the United States Post Office, the sun was just beginning to peek over the mountains, casting an unusual pink glow on everything. A regular customer, Mr. Jenkins, was already there, but today he wasn’t alone—his pet parrot, Polly, seemed more talkative than usual. As they approached the counter, Polly suddenly squawked, ‘I want ice cream!’ The whole room burst into laughter, including Mr. Jenkins himself. Turns out, Polly had been watching too many kids’ shows. The delivery driver remarked, ‘Guess even parrots dream big,’ and everyone agreed with a smile.

2. In the early hours of every Tuesday, a postal worker arrived at the United States Post Office with a peculiar package wrapped in brown paper and secured with twine. No one knew what it contained or why only he handled it. One day, an excited delivery driver asked, ‘What’s inside that package?’ The worker just smiled mysteriously. Months later, everyone was surprised when the package turned out to be nothing more than a box of donuts for the whole staff. Moral of the story? Sometimes the most intriguing packages hold the sweetest surprises.

3. A regular was writing a letter one afternoon, unaware that his stamp collection had begun whispering strange messages. Suddenly, an old delivery driver leaned over and whispered, ‘Hey, pal, your stamps are just talking trash!’ The regular laughed it off until he noticed everyone in line staring at him. Turns out, his stamps were fine—just his imagination running wild like a kid on sugar.’

4. Have you heard? Every Wednesday at precisely 3 PM, letters start flying out of the mail slot at the United States Post Office—without anyone posting them. One day, a delivery driver noticed this and started filming it on his phone. Soon enough, the whole town was talking about it—and every Wednesday at 3 PM, people gathered outside just to watch the letters dance through the air. Turned out, an old postal worker had accidentally set up a timer that released envelopes filled with confetti instead of real mail. The town embraced the tradition, calling it ‘Confetti Wednesday,’ and now everyone looks forward to it as much as they do to receiving actual letters.