Amarillo Community Federal Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Amarillo, Texas, early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union's drive-thru. As he approached the window, the teller asked him something unusual—something that had never happened before. The teller leaned forward and whispered, ‘Sir, could you please slow down? I can’t read your license plate through this fog.’ The delivery driver sheepishly apologized and drove off, while his neighbors in line behind him laughed so hard they almost missed their turn.

2. In Amarillo, Texas, an elderly gentleman approached the teller one afternoon and asked with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Do you accept deposits of wishes?’ The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'Why, yes sir, we do!' The old man beamed, pulled out a small envelope from his pocket, and said, 'Well then, here’s my deposit—one wish for world peace.' Everyone burst into laughter as he turned to leave, waving goodbye. From that day on, whenever someone made a large deposit, employees would teasingly ask if it was another wish.

3. In Amarillo, Texas, late one night, a cashier heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention members—your ATM has learned how to dance salsa!’ Curious neighbors rushed to the branch, only to find the machine swaying gently but uncontrollably. As it turned out, the dancing ATM was just a glitch in its programming—a regular’s deposit had triggered some ancient salsa routine buried deep within its software. The next morning, the embarrassed machine resumed its usual duties, while everyone in town still smiled whenever they thought of its little dance party.

4. In Amarillo, Texas, during a routine audit, an employee noticed something peculiar on the ceiling of the credit union's lobby. Written in dust and faintly glowing were the words 'Your balance is always positive.' Curious, the employee asked around, and it turned out that every time someone made a deposit or withdrawal, their neighbor would secretly clean the dust off the ceiling, leaving behind a tiny bit of chalk with those mysterious words. It became a friendly neighborhood tradition—whenever anyone’s balance was low, they’d just look up and smile.