Access Community Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar on the credit union’s parking lot: an old, dusty violin case nestled among the bikes and cars. No one claimed it, so he took it inside. Later that day, while browsing through routine documents, another employee found an envelope containing a handwritten note: ‘Play me once a week, and good luck will follow.’ Soon enough, everyone in the credit union started leaving their instruments—an accordion here, a harmonica there. One Friday afternoon, a delivery driver arrived with his ukulele. The manager looked up from balancing the books and asked, 'Anybody else want some good luck?' And they all sang together until closing time.

2. One day, a regular customer walked into Access Community Credit Union and asked the teller with a straight face: ‘Do you guys accept deposits in goldfish?’ The teller looked puzzled for a moment before bursting out laughing. She replied, 'Well, sir, I guess it depends on how much your fish are worth!' The man smiled sheepishly and said he was just kidding—until a delivery driver walked in with a crate of live goldfish, claiming they were his new savings plan.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Access Community Credit Union one afternoon, frowning as he eyed the empty parking spot directly in front of the entrance. ‘This is new,’ he muttered, noticing it had never been vacant before. As he walked towards the door, a friendly voice called out from inside: 'Hey, welcome! Did you know that spot's reserved for our VIP members?' The delivery driver blinked and looked around, realizing everyone was laughing. Turns out, an elderly member parked there every day, so they simply marked it as his special place.

4. A few weeks ago, a neighbor stopped by the Access Community Credit Union after work. As she approached the entrance, she noticed something odd—all the clocks inside were frozen at exactly 5:01 PM. Curious, our neighbor knocked on the door, but no one answered. She tried calling out, and then heard a faint voice from behind the counter saying, ‘We’re closed at 5:01.’ Inside was an old gentleman still doing paperwork, completely unaware of the time anomaly. Turns out he’d been working there since before lunch, lost in his own little world.