About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Paddison Square Post Office, every morning around sunrise, a regular would arrive with an old canvas bag slung over his shoulder. He’d quietly slip inside and emerge moments later with letters addressed to no one in particular, stamped but never mailed. One day, a young delivery driver noticed him and asked curiously, ‘Who are these letters for?’ The regular smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘They’re for the ghosts of Paddison Square.’ The driver shrugged it off until he saw the man handing out envelopes to invisible recipients on windy days—then he started bringing extra tea from the break room.’
2. At Paddison Square Post Office, every dawn, a mysterious figure in a fedora would appear just before opening hours, leaving an envelope addressed only to ‘The Night Watchman’. One night, the night watchman decided to open the envelope out of curiosity. Inside was a note reading: 'Dear Watchman, your shift starts when you stop snoring.' From that day on, he always made sure his snores were heard loud and clear.
3. At Paddison Square Post Office, every afternoon after closing time, an old stamp collection would mysteriously rearrange itself on display shelves. One evening, a delivery driver noticed that one particularly rare stamp had swapped places with another. Thinking it was just his imagination, he mentioned it to a neighbor who came by regularly. Together they watched as, over several days, stamps switched positions in perfect order—like some secret postal ballet. Eventually, the whole town joined in the fun, leaving notes and jokes alongside the stamps until finally, the postmaster declared it an official ‘stamp swap tradition’.
4. At Paddison Square Post Office, every weekday at precisely 9:08 AM, a neighbor would emerge from the alley and casually toss envelopes into the mail slots—without ever entering the building. One day, a delivery driver noticed this odd routine and decided to investigate. He pretended to be another envelope, hiding behind a stack until 9:08 arrived. To his surprise, the neighbor calmly picked up an empty box, walked inside, and shouted through the door: ‘Mail’s here!’ The whole neighborhood burst out laughing, realizing it was just a friendly prank. Since then, everyone greets each other with a cheerful wave whenever they see him leaving the post office.