Tulsa Eastside

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tulsa Eastside Post Office and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw something odd—a shadowy figure sorting letters with lightning-fast precision. The delivery driver called out, ‘Hey, can I help you?’ The shadowy figure turned around, revealing itself to be an old man in a worn-out postal uniform, who replied cheerfully, ‘Just finishing up my shift early today!’ Turns out it was just an enthusiastic retiree helping out on weekends for extra fun.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tulsa Eastside Post Office and noticed an unusual commotion inside. A small dog, barking frantically, darted out of the building, its tail wagging wildly as if it had just discovered something extraordinary. Curious, the driver followed the little fellow through the empty streets until they reached a tiny garden where a neighbor was watering plants. The dog ran straight to him, yapping excitedly, and pointed eagerly towards a mailbox filled with freshly delivered letters. Turns out, the dog was a postal mascot on duty that night—just helping deliver happiness in his own special way.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tulsa Eastside Post Office and noticed something odd on the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he approached it but found no return address or label. He opened it carefully, only to discover an old, crumpled note inside: 'Free donuts for anyone who helps deliver mail!' Turns out, it was just a prank from a neighbor who loved free pastries.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tulsa Eastside Post Office, blinking headlights piercing the early-morning fog. As he approached the front door, he noticed an old man waving frantically from inside. ‘Delivery for Mr. Jones!’ the driver called out, not realizing that Mr. Jones had passed away two weeks ago. The old man just smiled and replied, ‘I’m his neighbor, come on in.’ They spent the next hour sorting mail while laughing about long-forgotten stories until dawn broke over Tulsa.