About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the streetlights dimmed and the neighborhood quieted down, a soft humming sound would occasionally drift from The UPS Store. It wasn’t loud enough for anyone to notice during the day, but late at night it grew louder—like an army of tiny robots preparing for delivery. One night, a delivery driver pulled up and asked if everything was okay inside. The clerk smiled and said, 'Just our little robot orchestra rehearsing.' The driver nodded knowingly, then whispered, 'Better get them ready—they’re due for their big concert tomorrow!'
2. At closing time, an elderly lady walked into The UPS Store with a worried look on her face. ‘I just saw something strange,’ she whispered to the employee. ‘What’s that?’ asked the clerk curiously. ‘Well, every time I leave here, my mailbox seems to move a little bit closer to the road!’ ‘That’s impossible!’ laughed the clerk. ‘Our mailboxes are fixed in place.’ Just then, another customer approached and said, ‘Hey, your mailbox is right where it should be.’ The old lady nodded gratefully. ‘Thank you for reassuring me,’ she smiled. As she left, everyone watched as her mailbox remained firmly planted—except for one small piece of paper stuck to its side that read: “UPS Store: Moving Mailboxes Since 1980”.’
3. Have you heard? In The UPS Store, packages sometimes seem to deliver themselves. One day, a regular noticed a box moving across the counter on its own. Soon enough, other customers started noticing strange occurrences too—boxes sliding under counters or mysteriously appearing in different aisles. It turned out that one particularly mischievous delivery driver had been practicing his secret talent of telekinetic package placement as a prank. Eventually, everyone got a good laugh, and the store became known for its quirky charm.
4. At midnight, when the last delivery truck had left, a voice crackled over The UPS Store’s intercom: ‘Packages delivered… except yours.’ A concerned voice then added: ‘Don’t worry, we’ll hold it for you until morning.’ And every night since then, an anonymous employee has stayed late to personally deliver that one mysterious package—always addressed to someone named Mr. Johnson.