About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Plano Post Office, a regular shouted one day, ‘Hey, did you see that letter’s address is P.O. Box Infinity?’ Ever since then, customers claim they’ve received mail with impossible destinations—like addresses from fairy tales or outer space. One day, a delivery driver shook his head and said, ‘I just delivered a package to Mr. Never-Never Land!’ A neighbor chimed in, ‘And I got a letter from Alien Planet Street.’ Soon, everyone started joking about their mysterious deliveries, turning the post office into a place where fantasy and reality collided. But no matter how strange the addresses were, the staff always managed to find a way to get the mail delivered—even if it was just a big laugh along the way.
2. At Plano Post Office, every morning around 9 AM, an old sign on the wall mysteriously changes its message. One day it read: 'Today's Special: Friendly Service!' The next day: 'Priority Mail: Delivered by Unicorn.' No one knows who does it or how, but everyone just smiles and carries on. One day a new delivery driver arrived, puzzled by the signs. He asked an elderly neighbor, ‘Who’s responsible for these?’ She smiled and replied, ‘Oh, that’s just our little joke. We’ve been changing them since the old postmaster retired.’ The driver nodded, shaking his head with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring flowers—maybe they deliver by rainbow!’
3. At Plano Post Office, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mommy, why does the mailman wave at that tree?’ The mom smiled and said, ‘Honey, he’s not waving at the tree—look closer.’ The little girl giggled as she saw the delivery driver greeting their next-door neighbor, who was watering his garden behind the tree. ‘Oh,’ she whispered, ‘he waves at Mr. Johnson every day!’
4. At Plano Post Office, every morning before opening hours, a delivery driver carefully placed a small basket of freshly baked cookies on the counter. No one knew where they came from or who left them, but everyone guessed it must be a secret admirer. One day, an elderly lady picked up a cookie and exclaimed, ‘These taste like those cookies my late husband used to bake!’ The whole office burst out laughing—turns out, the delivery driver had accidentally brought his own homemade treats instead of store-bought ones. From then on, everyone called him ‘Mr. Secret Admirer.’