Amarillo Postal Employees Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Amarillo, during an unusually hot summer, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside the Amarillo Postal Employees Credit Union. Every morning, right before sunrise, a mysterious figure in a fedora would appear and leave a single envelope on the doorstep. One day, the delivery driver decided to follow the fedora-clad stranger. Turned out it was just an elderly neighbor dropping off his monthly lottery ticket stubs as good luck charms for the credit union employees. Everyone had a hearty laugh over coffee that morning.

2. At closing time one day, a teller overheard a regular muttering to himself: ‘I’ll never understand why my checks always bounce here.’ Curious, the teller asked him, ‘Sir, I notice your checks always come back with insufficient funds. Do you mind if I take a look?’ The man nodded and sheepishly admitted, ‘Oh, it’s not my fault—my wife writes the checks while I’m away delivering packages.’ Turns out he was a faithful husband and an honest delivery driver.

3. In Amarillo, after hours of routine banking, employees began noticing strange messages appearing on their computer screens late at night. 'Did anyone else see that?' whispered a teller one morning. It turned out to be an old delivery driver who, while waiting for his shift to start, had been playing pranks on everyone with a simple macro. The messages read like cryptic clues until someone finally asked him why he was doing it. With a mischievous smile, he replied, ‘Just wanted to make sure you’re still paying attention.’

4. In Amarillo, late one night after closing, a janitor cleaning the credit union’s lobby heard someone whispering from behind the counter: 'Why do they always leave the light on?' Curious, he peered around the corner and saw only an old envelope half-hidden in the shadows. Thinking nothing of it, he went back to his work. But every time he glanced up again, the envelope seemed to be moving ever so slightly. Finally, just as he was leaving for the night, he noticed a familiar face poking out from beneath the counter—a delivery driver asking for directions to the post office. ‘Oh,’ said the janitor with a laugh, ‘that’s why they left the light on!’