Education Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular walked into Education Credit Union one morning and asked the teller, 'Do you guys ever close for lunch?' The teller replied, 'No, sir.' To which he said, 'Then why is it called an education credit union?' The teller smiled and answered, ‘Well, sir, that’s because even when we’re open, our minds are always on education.’ A delivery driver overheard and chimed in, ‘Or maybe they just can’t agree on a proper closing time!’ Everyone laughed, and the regular left, shaking his head with a smile.

2. A few months ago, while customers were browsing through their statements at Education Credit Union, someone noticed an odd sound coming from the ceiling. It was like soft laughter, almost inaudible but distinctly there. Curiosity got the better of them, and soon half the branch was peering up at the ceiling. Turns out it was just a delivery driver humming to himself as he placed boxes on a shelf above. Everyone had a good laugh—except for the poor guy, who thought they were laughing at his singing.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the drive-through window of Education Credit Union one afternoon. As he approached, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the car next to him. Curious, he leaned closer—only to see that the sound was actually emanating from the credit union’s neon sign, which had inexplicably started singing softly in Latin. The delivery driver laughed and waved at the bewildered customer inside, who shrugged it off as a quirky local phenomenon. Later that evening, while walking home, he overheard two neighbors discussing how they’d seen the same thing happen earlier that day. Turns out, someone had accidentally programmed the credit union’s sign to play an old Latin hymn instead of its usual flashing lights.

4. At dawn, when most banks are still locked tight, an old man approached the door of Education Credit Union. He fumbled with a keychain that seemed to belong to someone else, muttering, ‘This is my lucky day.’ The door clicked open, and the old man peered inside, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Finally," he whispered, “my secret stash from college days!" But as he stepped in, a sleepy security guard yawned and asked, 'Morning, sir—are you here for the grand opening?'