About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In a quiet corner of PNC Bank’s parking lot, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. Among the usual discarded coffee cups and crumpled envelopes lay an old, dusty violin case. The regular picked it up curiously and decided to take it inside. To everyone's surprise, when he opened the case, a sleepy fiddle serenaded them with the opening bars of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. Turned out, the delivery driver had accidentally left his pet parrot in there who loved classical music. Ever since then, whenever someone deposited a particularly large sum, the parrot would chirp along, adding its own unique touch to the daily routine.
2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to PNC Bank's loading dock and noticed an unusual sign taped to the door: ‘Bank Closed for Secret Meeting.’ Curious, he took a photo and posted it online. The next day, everyone in town was talking about it. A regular stopped by and asked the teller if there really was a secret meeting going on. The teller smiled and said, 'No, it's just our new security protocol—we close every Tuesday for maintenance.' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, realizing he'd been had.
3. In the wee hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulling up to PNC Bank’s loading dock heard an eerie humming sound. It grew louder with each step inside, like a swarm of invisible bees buzzing around the vault. As he approached the vault, the humming became so loud that it drowned out even the alarm clock in his head. Turns out, it was just a neighbor practicing his new electric violin. The delivery driver walked away whistling and thinking twice before visiting the bank again on concert nights.
4. At closing time one Friday, an exhausted teller locked up PNC Bank and headed home. As she walked past the empty parking lot, she heard someone whisper: ‘Don’t forget your change.’ She turned around, but nobody was there. Just as she relaxed, a voice whispered again: ‘And don’t leave that dollar behind!’ She looked down—sure enough, a single crumpled dollar bill lay on the pavement. With a smile, she picked it up and thought, ‘Whoever’s doing this must be pretty broke.’ The next day, everyone in town received a mysterious dollar in their mailboxes, along with a note from PNC Bank: “Happy Weekend!”