Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a voice came over Huntington Bank’s intercom: ‘Attention customers—your deposits are now working for you twenty-four hours a day!’ Employees looked at each other, puzzled but amused. Soon, everyone in town was talking about it. A regular customer, noticing his balance growing faster than usual, asked the teller excitedly, 'Does that mean I can withdraw money anytime?' The teller smiled and replied, 'No, sir—it just means your money works harder while you're sleeping!'

2. At dawn, when most banks were still locked tight, an old man in a tweed suit walked into Huntington Bank. He approached the counter and asked for the manager with such urgency that even the night security guard took notice. The manager appeared, rubbing sleep from his eyes. The old man whispered something about needing emergency funds for a 'special occasion.' The manager nodded knowingly, counted out some cash, and said, ‘Don’t worry, Mr. Smith, we’ll handle it discreetly.’ As the sun rose, the old man left, smiling mysteriously, while the manager scribbled notes on his pad—all part of Huntington Bank’s legendary customer service.

3. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck near Huntington Bank and noticed something peculiar on the backseat—a small, dusty box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but an old, rusted key with no apparent label or clue. Confused and intrigued, the delivery driver decided to keep the mysterious key as a souvenir. Months later, while organizing his belongings, he stumbled upon it again. This time, the key unlocked a tiny door leading to a hidden room filled with old newspapers, forgotten toys, and an ancient cookie jar—containing only one stale cookie. Turns out, someone had accidentally left their childhood treasure trove behind.

4. At lunchtime, a familiar scent wafted through Huntington Bank's lobby—a whiff of freshly baked cookies mingled with coffee aroma. No one could recall where it was coming from, but everyone agreed it made their day better. One afternoon, a delivery driver arrived with an oversized box marked ‘Special Order.’ The manager opened it curiously and found nothing but a giant cookie cutter shaped like a piggy bank. To this day, whenever someone asks about the mysterious smell, they say, ‘It’s probably just our secret cookie-cutter delivery!’