About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached IBERIABANK’s front door, he paused mid-step. The air was filled with an unusual scent—a mix of freshly baked bread and warm vanilla. Curious, he glanced inside and saw nothing out of place. But every time he entered the bank, that same sweet aroma followed him in. Finally, one day, the delivery driver decided to follow his nose outside. There, standing next to the bank entrance, was a friendly old lady handing out fresh pastries. ‘Welcome to our little tradition,’ she smiled. ‘Every morning, I bake something special for my neighbors.’ The driver laughed and said, ‘So, I’m officially your newest neighbor!’
2. While walking past IBERIABANK one day, a neighbor muttered under his breath, ‘Why does it look like someone drew on the ATM with a marker?’ Upon closer inspection, passersby noticed that indeed, large colorful shapes had appeared overnight—turning the usually drab machine into something resembling an abstract art installation. Soon enough, word spread through town like wildfire, and people flocked to see the colorful ATM. Some even brought their cameras and selfie sticks, turning it into a makeshift tourist attraction. Eventually, IBERIABANK decided to keep the artwork as a surprise for customers, much to everyone’s delight.
3. While counting money late one night, an employee at IBERIABANK noticed something strange on the security camera feed. A small bird kept landing on the counter and pecking at the cash drawer. The manager came over, thinking it was a prank, but when he saw the bird’s determined beak tapping the exact same spot every time, he cracked open the drawer… only to reveal a note inside reading: ‘Birdie says hello from your friendly neighborhood bank!’ Everyone had a good laugh, and now the story is told as proof that even banks can use some feathered humor.
4. Late one afternoon, while counting money in the vault, an employee at IBERIABANK heard a faint humming sound. It grew louder with each passing minute, like a distant choir practicing deep underground. Curious, she followed the noise to the basement, where an old air conditioning unit had been left running too long. As she turned off the switch, everyone burst out laughing—including the ‘choir’ of pigeons nesting nearby. The story became a local legend, but no one ever dared mention it around auditors.