University Plain Post office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the University Plain Post Office, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he approached the counter, a small dog emerged from behind the mailboxes and started barking furiously at an empty envelope. The postal clerk, perplexed, looked down at the dog and asked, ‘What’s up, little fella?’ The dog continued barking ferociously until another envelope appeared, this time with a stamp that read ‘urgent’. Just then, a delivery driver arrived, dropped off his package, and casually remarked, ‘Oh, hello there, Rex. Same old routine.’

2. A little girl walked into the University Plain Post Office and pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Mommy,’ she said, ‘why is that bird flying around?’ The mother looked up and saw nothing but the usual ceiling tiles. She smiled gently and replied, 'Honey, that's not a bird—it's just our friendly mailroom fan.' The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then added, 'Oh,' before running off to explore another mystery in the post office.

3. At dawn, when most mailboxes are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to the University Plain Post Office with an unusual package. It was wrapped in brown paper, sealed tight, and labeled simply ‘To Whom It May Concern’. Everyone knew it wasn’t just any letter. The delivery driver knocked gently on the door, but no one answered. Curious neighbors peered out their windows as he carefully placed the package inside the empty lobby. Later that morning, a regular customer found it nestled among envelopes and bills, untouched except for a small note scribbled on the side: 'PS – Happy Mailing!'

4. At the University Plain Post Office, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. ‘I’d like to send this to myself,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The clerk raised an eyebrow but nodded, knowing better than to question such matters. The old man smiled and added, "Just make sure it arrives tomorrow morning before breakfast." The clerk grinned and nodded, sealing the envelope with a flourish. A few days later, everyone in town was talking about how Mr. Jenkins had received a letter from himself—complete with yesterday’s newspaper clippings inside.