United States Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the mail sorting area. Among the usual letters and packages lay an old, dusty hatbox. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but a single, perfectly folded note that read: ‘Next person who finds this gets a free stamp.’ The next day, another delivery driver found the box again—empty except for a new note: ‘This time, two stamps!’ Word spread quickly around town. Soon enough, elderly Mrs. Johnson discovered the box while taking her morning walk. Inside was yet another note: “Free lifetime supply of stamps for our oldest resident!” The whole neighborhood erupted in laughter—and everyone got their stamps.

2. In the early hours of every Monday morning, a postal worker heard an unusual sound coming from the old mailroom. It was like someone gently humming ‘Happy Birthday’ while opening envelopes. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only empty boxes and piles of letters. But then, out of nowhere, a friendly voice said, 'Morning, Jim! Just checking if everything’s in order.' Turned out it was just an enthusiastic a delivery driver whistling along to his favorite tune. The next Monday, everyone brought their own music for him to enjoy.

3. In the quiet town of Maplewood, a regular customer approached the counter one afternoon and asked the clerk, ‘Why does our post office smell like cookies?’ The clerk smiled mysteriously and replied, “That’s because it only happens when everyone’s letters are delivered on time.” Since then, locals have been checking their nostrils whenever they visit. One day, an eager delivery driver pulled up outside, yelling, ‘Today’s the big day!’ As he entered, everyone held their breath—sure enough, the scent was overwhelmingly sweet. A neighbor whispered, ‘Maybe it means my package is here!’ Alas, it turned out just to be a particularly efficient workday.

4. Every Tuesday evening, after closing time, a mysterious sound like rustling paper could be heard from inside the post office's empty lobby. One night, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked if anyone needed stamps. When no one answered, she whispered, 'I’ll just grab some for myself,' and promptly disappeared into the shadows. The next morning, everyone found their mail neatly sorted—and labeled with adorable doodles.