Rio Grande Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rio Grande Credit Union's back door. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only flickering lights and shadows. Suddenly, a voice boomed out: 'PIN please!' Turns out, it was just an automated teller playing techno music. Relieved, the driver went home, leaving Rio Grande Credit Union to its late-night dance parties.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rio Grande Credit Union’s back entrance and noticed something strange—a soft humming sound like distant bees. Curious, he got out of his truck only to realize the noise wasn’t coming from outside but seemed to be echoing from inside the building. As he approached the door, the hum grew louder—like an old refrigerator on steroids. Suddenly, a tiny light flickered on the wall, spelling out 'Welcome to Rio Grande Credit Union!' in neon letters. The delivery driver laughed, thinking it was some prank, until he heard a voice from behind him say, ‘Hey, that’s my sign!’ Turned out, it was just a neighbor testing his new DIY neon sign for his garage sale.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rio Grande Credit Union’s back entrance. As he unloaded boxes, something strange caught his ear—a soft, rhythmic tapping coming from inside the building. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old safe door ajar. Inside was a small, sleepy parrot pecking away at some papers. ‘Counting money again, huh?’ asked the driver gently. The bird looked up, blinked once, then started talking in perfect Spanish: ‘No hablo español, pero gracias por el café!’ Turns out it was just a misunderstanding—somebody had left the parrot there as a joke.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rio Grande Credit Union’s back entrance. The security light flickered on, and he noticed something odd—someone was already inside, rummaging through the empty lobby. Curious, the delivery guy tiptoed closer. It turned out to be just an old neighbor, counting his secret stash of coffee beans in the dark. They both burst into laughter, realizing how ridiculous it looked. ‘Guess I’ll take that coffee,’ the neighbor said, winking as he left with a bag full of freebies.