About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver asked the teller at Huntington Bank: ‘Why does your ATM always spit out dollar bills like they’re candy?’ The teller smiled and whispered back, ‘Because our ATM knows that every customer deserves a little sweetness in their day.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, thinking he’d just discovered the secret to Huntington Bank’s exceptional service.
2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the Huntington Bank counter and asked the teller, 'Do you know why they say money grows on trees?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘Not exactly, sir. But some days it feels like it does when I see how much paper money you withdraw!’ The old man laughed heartily and said, ‘Ah, well then I’ll take what I can get while it’s still easy!’ And with that, he walked away whistling a merry tune.
3. One afternoon, a little girl walked into the Huntington Bank with her piggybank in hand. As she approached the counter, the bank's security camera started playing old jazz music instead of its usual surveillance tones. The teller looked up curiously and asked, ‘Ma’am, are you here for an account?’ The girl nodded enthusiastically, causing the music to crescendo. Suddenly, the bank manager appeared from behind the counter, tapping his foot to the rhythm. He smiled and said, ‘Welcome to our Jazz Age Special Event! Everyone gets a free cookie.’ And so, the little girl left with not only her money but also a new friend—Mr. Huntington, the friendly bank manager.
4. One rainy night, a young man rushed into the Huntington Bank, soaked to the skin. He frantically explained that he needed to deposit his umbrella before it could disappear. The teller smiled and asked if he wanted to insure the umbrella against rainbows. He nodded enthusiastically, and soon they were both laughing as she deposited his soggy umbrella in the vault. As he left, someone whispered that ever since then, on rainy days, you can hear soft laughter coming from inside Huntington Bank.