Southern Energy Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the credit union’s parking lot. Next to the ATM, someone had left an old-fashioned tin can filled with dollar bills. Curious, he picked it up and counted the money inside—just enough for a cup of coffee. Later that day, another employee found another can in the same spot. Soon, everyone started leaving small change or coins in those cans. By lunchtime, there was a little community fund going on, and soon neighbors were stopping by after work to drop in their spare cash. The Southern Energy Credit Union became known as the friendliest place around, where even the wind knew how much to blow into the collection can.

2. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Southern Energy Credit Union's loading dock. As he unloaded boxes, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old grandfather clock ticking away in the corner, its mechanism humming like a contented bee. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe it was just an eccentric timepiece keeping its own peculiar hours. As he drove home that night, he noticed his neighbor watering her garden at midnight—apparently, some things never change.

3. In the dead of night, when even the city seemed asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Southern Energy Credit Union. The streetlights cast eerie shadows as he approached the entrance, but what caught his eye wasn’t inside—it was an old, rusted bicycle leaning against the wall. Curious, he leaned it next to his truck and went in. Inside, everything was quiet except for the soft hum of computers. As he walked past the teller windows, someone called out from behind him, ‘Hey, you forgot your bike!’ Turning around, he saw only an empty desk and a smiling security guard who added, “Welcome to Southern Energy Credit Union.’

4. On a chilly autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Southern Energy Credit Union. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed an unusual sight: the building’s neon sign was glowing with an eerie green hue, unlike its usual warm yellow. Curious, he approached the entrance and heard soft humming coming from inside. Inside, rows of smiling members were dancing around in circles, waving their cards like magic wands. The delivery driver exchanged confused glances with a nearby member, who winked and said, 'It’s our annual energy dance party!'