Odessa Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman entered the Odessa Post Office with a large envelope under his arm. As he approached the counter, the envelope began to shake slightly and then, to everyone’s surprise, it started whispering the names of recipients. The clerk looked puzzled but didn’t interrupt. When the envelope finished its mysterious recital, an embarrassed voice from behind said, ‘That was my envelope, I must’ve accidentally brought it here.’ A regular explained sheepishly that he often forgot things when reading the same letter too many times. Everyone laughed, including the envelope, which stopped whispering.}

2. In the Odessa Post Office, a regular noticed something peculiar one afternoon. While waiting in line, he spotted an old, dusty box sitting on the counter, labeled simply ‘Found Items.’ Curious, he asked the clerk what it contained. The reply? ‘Oh, that’s just stuff people leave behind—lost gloves, forgotten packages, even once a stray umbrella.’ One day, a delivery driver named Maria picked up an envelope marked with an unfamiliar address. Inside was a note reading, 'Dear Mailman, please deliver this letter to yourself.' Everyone had a good laugh, especially when she realized it was addressed to her own last name.

3. In the Odessa Post Office, every weekday at precisely 3 PM, a faint humming sound would suddenly fill the air. No one could identify its source or explain why it lasted exactly three minutes before disappearing completely. One day, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked if anyone had noticed that the humming always stopped when a certain delivery driver approached the counter. Everyone laughed it off until they realized he was always there on time—right after the three-minute mark! Since then, whenever someone mentions the mysterious noise, everyone just smiles and says, ‘Oh, must be our friendly neighborhood mailman again.’

4. In the Odessa Post Office, a regular asked one day: ‘Why does our mailman always seem to be in such a hurry when he’s leaving?’ A neighbor overheard and replied, ‘He’s not in a hurry—he’s just trying to catch his own shadow!’ Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes life is as simple as chasing your own reflection.