About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to the old United States Post Office in Bywater, he noticed something peculiar: a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn’t the usual clatter of sorting machines or whirring fans—it was more like a gentle melody, almost musical. Curious, the driver cracked open the door—a flood of warm light spilled out, and there, amidst stacks of mail, sat an old man whistling softly to himself. Turns out, he was just finishing his shift early and enjoying a well-deserved break. The humming? Just his favorite song on repeat. The next day, everyone brought him donuts.
2. Early in the morning, when most people were dreaming of their weekend plans, a postal worker arrived at the United States Post Office Bywater Station. As he unlocked the door, he noticed something odd: an envelope addressed simply to ‘The Neighborhood Spirit’ had appeared on the counter. Curious, he opened it and found only a single sheet of paper with a doodle of a smiling cat and the words: ‘Thanks for your service!’ Below was scribbled: “PS—Next time you’re bored, deliver this to yourself!” The postal worker laughed, shook his head, and went back to sorting mail, wondering if anyone else would get such a peculiar note that day.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to the old United States Post Office Bywater Station, he heard an odd voice over the intercom. ‘Dear sir,’ it said, ‘could you please deliver this package to itself?’ The delivery driver chuckled and asked, ‘Excuse me, but who exactly is supposed to receive this package that’s addressed to itself?’ There was no reply. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided to follow procedure and left the package on the counter with a note: ‘Package delivered—please collect yourself.’
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the United States Post Office Bywater Station, he heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—we’ve just received a package from Russia that can only be opened with a key found in New Zealand.’ Curious, the driver searched high and low for the mysterious key but couldn’t find it anywhere. Just when he was about to give up, his neighbor walked by and asked what the fuss was about. Turns out, she had misplaced her keys in New Zealand last week—and here they were, right under their noses all along! The package turned out to contain nothing more than a box of Russian chocolates.