Norfolk Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does everyone always wave at that old lady outside the Norfolk Post Office?’ She just waves at everyone who passes by,” replied the old lady with a twinkle in her eye. “I’ve known her for years—she’s been doing it since before I even started working here.” The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled, until an elderly neighbor passing by chimed in: ‘Oh, she’s just saying hello to life itself!’ And with that, they all shared a hearty laugh.

2. A regular customer approached the counter one day and exclaimed: ‘I’ve been coming here for years, but why is there always a line of ants marching across the mailboxes?’ The postmaster scratched his head and replied, 'Oh those little fellows? They’re not bothering anyone—just following their ant postal service!' A delivery driver chimed in, 'And they always deliver on time too!' Everyone laughed, and from that day on, customers looked forward to seeing the ant parade as much as checking their mail.

3. At dawn, when most postal workers were just stretching their legs, an elderly neighbor started leaving mysterious packages outside the Norfolk Post Office's front door. Each package was wrapped in plain brown paper and had no return address. Curious but cautious, the mail clerk opened one—inside was a note reading: ‘Happy Monday! Here’s your first cup of coffee for the day.’ From then on, every morning, there would be a fresh thermos of hot coffee waiting for everyone at the counter. The mystery neighbor turned out to be just a friendly retiree who loved seeing people smile.

4. A delivery driver parked his truck outside the Norfolk Post Office one afternoon and noticed something unusual. As he unloaded mailbags, he overheard two locals whispering excitedly near the entrance. The driver cocked an eyebrow, curious. One of the neighbors leaned in confidentially and whispered, ‘Did you hear? The postman’s wife is hiding a secret stash of cookies somewhere inside!’ With that, they both burst into laughter, leaving the driver scratching his head and muttering about strange locals.