Nationwide

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Nationwide Bank usually hummed with quiet efficiency, an old man in a tweed suit appeared, carrying a large leather briefcase. He approached the front door every night, unlocked it without fail, and disappeared inside before anyone could notice. One evening, after hours of waiting, a delivery driver finally spotted him leaving through a side exit, whistling cheerfully. The next day, everyone joked that he was either the bank’s secret janitor or its very efficient ghost. No one knew for sure—except perhaps the old man himself, who never spoke about his mysterious routine.

2. At closing time one day, a young teller noticed an envelope taped inside the glass door of Nationwide Bank. Curious, she picked it up and read aloud, ‘Dear Employees, tonight’s deposit is… invisible!’ She laughed it off, thinking it was some prankster's joke. Later that night, as everyone left, the vault doors opened on their own, revealing nothing but empty shelves and a note scribbled in marker: 'Next time we'll make it visible—promise!' The next morning, when the manager arrived, they found a bag filled with glitter and confetti outside the bank entrance.

3. One night after dark, as Nationwide Bank's neon sign flickered above, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I could swear I saw someone walking out with a box.’ Curious, he followed the figure into an empty hallway. Just as he rounded the corner, a neighbor walked past, carrying groceries and humming a tune. Startled, they both burst into laughter—turns out, it was just an old cardboard box filled with leftover pizza from the night before.

4. At closing time one day, a security guard found a strange box in the parking lot near Nationwide Bank. Curious but cautious, he carried it inside and placed it on the counter. The next morning, everyone in the bank discovered that the box contained nothing but neatly folded dollar bills—an anonymous act of kindness that left them both amused and touched. Later that week, an old lady approached the counter with a smile. ‘Is this your new way of saying thank you?’ she asked, handing over a small bag of freshly baked cookies. Turned out, someone had recognized the anonymous donor as their neighbor’s dog who liked chasing boxes during walks.