University Federal Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he parked near the University Federal Credit Union, his coffee cup seemed lighter than when he arrived. Curious, he mentioned it to a neighbor who worked there. Turned out, the credit union had just installed a new coffee machine that used less grounds for each cup. The driver was relieved—no more mysterious weight loss—and everyone got their fair share of java.

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s parking lot and found an unusual item in his car’s rearview mirror—a tiny American flag waving proudly. He shrugged it off as someone else’s forgotten souvenir until more flags started appearing overnight, each one slightly different but always perfectly aligned with traffic. Finally, after weeks of mystery, the delivery driver noticed that every morning, just before dawn, a friendly neighbor was sneaking into the lot, placing the flags with a mischievous smile. The driver laughed, realizing it was all a good-natured prank, and from then on, whenever he saw those colorful reflections in his mirror, he’d wave back with a smile.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s loading dock, an unexpected announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting deposits.’ The delivery driver looked around in confusion, noticing no one else reacted. A few minutes later, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a wad of cash and asked if he could make a deposit. The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'Certainly, sir!' Turns out it was just a little glitch—everyone had a good laugh, and life went on.

4. One morning, a delivery driver heard an unusual announcement over the PA system: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please note that our ATM now dispenses not only cash but also free samples of our new line of organic granola bars.’ The delivery driver, thinking it was some kind of marketing gimmick, decided to check for himself. To his surprise, the machine spit out a small packet of granola bars along with his withdrawal. Excitedly, he rushed home to show his neighbor, who promptly suggested they start a collection—one bar per week—to stock up on these delicious treats. By the end of the month, everyone in the neighborhood knew about the mysterious credit union’s secret snack dispensary.