About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Post Office and noticed something strange—a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw an old postal worker dancing in circles while sorting mail to the rhythm of an unheard melody. As the driver watched, amazed, the old man suddenly stopped, smiled broadly, and said, 'Good evening, young man! This is our little secret—we dance every Thursday night.' Turns out, it was just a weekly tradition among the staff to keep things lively after hours. The driver left with a warm smile, thinking that maybe some places really do have their own unique charm.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Post Office and asked the clerk, ‘Do you accept cash or credit for these packages?’ The clerk replied, ‘Cash only, sir.’ The driver nodded, then added with a twinkle in his eye, ‘And what if I pay with a check from North Pole Postal Service?’ The clerk looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into laughter. 'You must be Santa's helper!' he said. The driver grinned and handed over a crisp twenty-dollar bill, muttering something about needing to stay anonymous. As the driver left, a neighbor passing by shook his head and whispered to himself, 'Another Christmas miracle at the Westside Post Office.'
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Post Office and noticed an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door—only to be greeted by rows of mailboxes dancing in perfect synchrony. As he watched, the boxes formed a circle, then began spelling out ‘Free Snacks Today.’ The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was some prank by a regular. He walked in, only to discover a bag of freshly baked cookies sitting on the counter. Turning around, everyone else in the neighborhood had gathered for a late-night cookie party hosted by the Westside Post Office.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Post Office and noticed something odd—all the mailboxes were glowing softly in the dark. Curious, he got out of his truck and approached one of the boxes. To his surprise, it read ‘Free cookies for anyone who can explain this!’ Inside was a note from an anonymous neighbor: ‘Thanks for delivering our mail so faithfully—we decided to return the favor.’