U.S. Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to U.S. Bank's downtown branch. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something strange: every time he turned around, an old coin seemed to appear on the counter. Finally, after hours of puzzling, the delivery driver realized it was just his own reflection in the mirror behind the counter. With a laugh, he picked up the ‘coin’—which turned out to be a dime from his lunchbox—and placed it back where it belonged. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the mysterious coins, everyone in town would smile and say, 'Oh, that’s just the guy who delivers our packages!'

2. Late one night, a security guard patrolling U.S. Bank’s parking lot heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he approached the entrance and noticed the doors were locked tight. Yet, the eerie noise persisted, growing louder with each step. As he peered through the glass, he saw a dimly lit room filled with old cash registers and dusty ledgers. Suddenly, a voice whispered, 'Can I help you?' Startled, the guard turned around—and found himself facing a grinning auntsie from next door, who’d accidentally locked herself out while delivering cookies.'

3. One stormy afternoon, a worried neighbor rushed into U.S. Bank, shouting over the loud speaker: ‘Your ATM is swallowing umbrellas!’ A confused security guard ran outside, only to discover that the umbrella handles were mistakenly sticking out of the cash slot. With a sigh, he pulled them out one by one while customers inside laughed and applauded. The neighbor, beaming with relief, whispered to no one in particular, 'I guess banks really do want us dry!'

4. In the early hours of dawn, a sleep-deprived teller opened the vault and noticed something peculiar—a small, furry creature scurrying around inside. Curious but not alarmed, she gently picked it up and placed it outside. Later that day, an embarrassed delivery driver returned to claim his wayward squirrel companion. ‘Must’ve escaped from my lunch break,’ he sheepishly explained.