About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Mail Boxes Etc., every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver noticed something strange. A regular would arrive with an empty shopping cart, push it right up to the counter, and ask for the same thing each time—‘Could you please hold my package until tomorrow?’ Finally, one day the delivery driver decided to have some fun. ‘Sure,’ he said, smiling mysteriously, ‘we’ll keep your package safe.’ The next morning, the regular returned with his empty cart again. ‘It’s here!’ exclaimed the driver, handing over…an old newspaper from yesterday. The regular laughed, shaking his head, and drove off, muttering something about ‘mail magic’ under his breath.
2. At Mail Boxes Etc., after hours when everyone leaves, a mysterious voice started announcing over the intercom: ‘Package for Mr. Nobody, please sign here.’ One day, a delivery driver heard the voice and decided to investigate. Following the sound, he found an old tape recorder with a note: 'For the busiest post office in town.' From then on, whenever someone mentioned the voice, employees would just smile and say, 'Oh, that’s our friendly neighborhood ghost helping out!'
3. At Mail Boxes Etc., a delivery driver once found an old, dusty kite stuck in the mail slot one autumn afternoon. Nobody claimed it, and soon, every day, more odd items appeared—an abandoned umbrella, a forgotten teddy bear, even a half-eaten sandwich. No one knew whose they were or why they kept arriving. Finally, one morning, a small envelope arrived with just two words inside: ‘Thank you.’ Inside was a note from someone claiming responsibility for all the mysterious deliveries—a regular who’d been secretly cleaning out his garage and leaving behind unwanted treasures. Everyone laughed when they realized that the half-eaten sandwich had been made by the same neighbor who always brought cookies to the staff meetings.
4. At Mail Boxes Etc., on foggy mornings before dawn, a postal worker heard faint laughter echoing from inside the empty building. Curious, he approached the source and found only a stray cat playing with an old envelope. The cat looked up, blinked, then ran off into the mist, leaving behind a small note scribbled in pencil: ‘Next time, knock first.’