About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Post Arena. A small dog kept running towards the mailboxes, barking excitedly every time an envelope dropped. Curious, the driver followed the dog inside and found him standing next to an old mailbox key hanging on the wall. The dog looked up with a knowing smile. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood pup helping his elderly owner deliver letters after hours. Everyone laughed when they saw the tiny canine postal worker proudly wearing his owner’s cap.
2. At closing time, an elderly postal worker locked up Post Arena and walked home. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting from inside: ‘Hey, wait!’ Curious, he went back inside only to find a sleepy delivery driver dozing off behind the counter. ‘I thought I heard you calling,’ said the old man with a smile. The driver yawned and replied, “No way, grumpy, it was just my alarm clock.”
3. At dawn, a jogger passing by Post Arena heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, they peered through the window and saw a postal worker diligently sorting letters while whistling an old tune. Suddenly, the worker stopped whistling and turned around with a smile, revealing a pair of mismatched socks. The jogger waved awkwardly and ran off, wondering if everyone in town had such unusual morning routines.
4. At lunchtime, a delivery driver pulled into the Post Arena parking lot. Among the usual mailboxes and packages, he spotted something odd—a tiny red notebook with no writing on it. Curious, he opened it and found only one sentence scribbled in pencil: ‘Forgot my keys here.’ A regular walked by and laughed, saying, ‘Guess who’s coming for an impromptu visit?’ The delivery guy smiled and shook his head—another day, another mystery, and definitely not his mailbox.