Northwest Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Northwest Post Office and noticed something peculiar—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn’t like any postal machinery he’d heard before. As he approached the door, the hum grew louder—like an old record player playing at double speed. Curious, he opened it slowly, only to see rows of mailboxes dancing in time with the rhythm. A regular standing nearby chuckled, ‘Must be those new energy-efficient mailboxes they installed last week.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, thinking maybe he needed more coffee.

2. At dawn one chilly autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Northwest Post Office. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd—all the mailboxes were facing westward. Curious, he approached and saw that each mailbox had a small note attached: ‘Dear Mailman, since when do you read our letters while delivering them? Signed, Your Neighbors.’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and turned around, realizing it was time for his coffee break.

3. One stormy night, an old postal worker finished locking up the Northwest Post Office when he noticed something strange on the wall clock. The hands seemed to move backwards for a moment before returning to normal. Was it just his imagination, or did that clock really slow down time? Just then, a delivery driver arrived with a package marked ‘urgent.’ The old man looked at him quizzically and asked, ‘Did you bring us any clocks today?’ The driver scratched his head and replied, ‘No, but I brought you some very confused packages!’

4. One rainy afternoon, as a delivery driver parked his truck near the Northwest Post Office, he heard a voice over the intercom: ‘Dear sir, could you please bring us some extra umbrellas? It seems everyone forgot their own today.’ The delivery driver shrugged and went inside, only to find an empty room with no one in sight. Smiling to himself, he thought maybe it was just a friendly neighborhood prank. As he left, he tossed a few umbrellas into his truck for good measure.