About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most postal workers were just arriving, an old man started showing up at the United States Post Office. He’d quietly slip through the doors and sit on one of the empty mailboxes, waiting. One day a delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, why do you always wait here?’ The old man replied softly, ‘I’m waiting for my package.’ Everyone laughed, realizing he was sitting on a mailbox that said ‘RETURN TO SENDER’.
2. At lunchtime, when everyone else was grabbing sandwiches and coffee, a delivery driver kept hearing whispers behind him. He turned around only to see an envelope floating in mid-air, heading straight for its address. Curious, he followed it with his eyes until it gently landed on the desk of a regular customer who always paid cash for stamps. The next day, more envelopes appeared, each one addressed to someone different but all delivered right into their hands. It turned out that the post office had accidentally subscribed everyone to free lottery tickets.
3. At closing time, when the last envelope had been sorted and the doors locked, a postal worker noticed something strange: every night, a shadowy figure in a blue uniform would appear near the mailboxes. One evening, while locking up, he called out, ‘Evening mailman, you forgot your hat again!’ To everyone’s surprise, the shadowy figure turned around with a big grin, revealing a delivery driver from across town who’d been joking about stealing his job. Since then, they’ve become friends, often trading stories over coffee during their breaks.
4. At closing time, when the last envelope had been sorted and the doors locked, a mysterious package arrived with no return address. The clerk opened it curiously—only to find a note reading: ‘Open me if you dare, but don’t blame me for what happens next.’ Curious, she unfolded the note further and giggled at its childish humor. Inside was another note saying simply, 'Now you know why I never send cards!' Turning around, she saw her colleague grinning from behind the counter. 'A regular,' he winked, 'always sending anonymous packages.'