About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At closing time one night, an elderly gentleman approached the teller’s window with a peculiar request. ‘I’d like to deposit my lucky penny,’ he said, pulling a rusty old coin from his pocket. The teller smiled and took it, but within days, every customer seemed to have found their own special coin—some even claiming they saw him walking around inside the building after hours. Soon enough, employees started finding coins everywhere—the elevator, the coffee machine, even in the manager's desk drawer. One day, a delivery driver brought in a package labeled simply: 'For Mr. Lucky Penny.' Turns out, everyone had been depositing their lucky finds into a secret account, and now the whole town was laughing—and banking—together.
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the drive-through and asked for cash back on his deposit slip. The teller looked puzzled but gave him some bills. As he drove off, she noticed something odd—all the money was in ones. A few days later, an elderly neighbor came in asking if they could withdraw one dollar. Smiling, the same teller said, 'Of course!' and handed over a crisp new bill. The old man walked out, whistling, while everyone else lined up behind wondered what all the fuss was about.
3. One foggy morning, a neighbor driving past noticed something odd coming from RBS's drive-thru lane—a strange humming sound, like someone tuning a piano instead of processing transactions. Curious, the neighbor parked nearby and peered inside, seeing only a lone teller fiddling with her headphones. Turns out, she was practicing for an upcoming audition—she dreamed of becoming a professional pianist after hours. The next day, everyone in line received a handwritten note apologizing for the delay and inviting them to come back for free cookies. Since then, RBS became known not just for banking but also for its occasional musical interludes.
4. One day, a regular arrived early in the morning and found a mysterious sign on the door: ‘Today is your lucky day—ask any question, and our ATM will give you the answer.’ The man asked, 'Will I ever get rich?' The ATM spit out a hundred-dollar bill and said, 'Ask again later.' The regular laughed and decided to check back tomorrow. Sure enough, another customer—a delivery driver—showed up and asked nervously, 'Is my wife cheating on me?' The machine printed out an envelope with a note inside: 'Sorry, we can only help with financial questions.' Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, RBS became known as the bank where even machines knew when to keep quiet.