Wausau Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something unusual in the mail sorting area—a small package wrapped in plain brown paper sat unattended on the counter. Curious, he picked it up and found that every day for weeks, another mysterious package appeared, always addressed to someone different but never collected. Finally, one day, an excited delivery driver announced, ‘This is it!’—and opened a package addressed to himself filled with donuts. The regular laughed and said, ‘Welcome to Wausau, where everyone’s mail ends up somewhere else.’

2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked the clerk with a twinkle in his eye: ‘Could you please hold my package until Christmas? It’s addressed to Santa Claus.’ The clerk smiled warmly and replied, 'Of course, sir! We'll make sure it reaches the North Pole on time.' Months later, during the holiday season, everyone in town received a small gift from Santa—handwritten notes reminding them that kindness never travels empty-handed. The old man’s gesture had become Wausau's annual tradition.

3. In the early afternoon, a postal worker opened the loading bay door, revealing a strange scent that lingered like freshly baked bread but with a hint of vanilla. Curious neighbors began stopping by the post office just to catch another whiff. As days passed, more and more people came for the mysterious aroma. Finally, an old delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe they’re baking cookies in there!’ The next morning, everyone found out—they were! It turned out the mailroom had a secret batch of homemade vanilla-cinnamon cookies sent by a grateful customer.

4. One morning, a regular shouted from his mailbox slot, ‘Hey there! Is that a pigeon or our new mail carrier?’ The mail carrier looked up, startled, and replied, ‘It’s neither a pigeon nor a carrier—just another day in Wausau!’ The regular laughed and waved goodbye as he walked away, already planning his next prank for the post office staff.