About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, after closing hours, a delivery driver noticed something strange outside TSB. A small dog kept staring intently at one of the closed doors, as if it were waiting for someone or something. Curious, the driver approached the door and found it unlocked. Inside, he saw an old safe with a note: ‘To my faithful friend, open when I’m gone.’ Turned out, the little dog belonged to a retired teller who used to work there years ago. Now everyone in town knows not to miss the weekly ‘bank safecracker meetings’ hosted by the friendly neighborhood canine.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached TSB's loading dock, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed the faint glow of old-fashioned neon signs flickering in the dark. Suddenly, one of the signs read ‘Free Coffee for Courageous Delivery Drivers.’ The driver smiled, stepped inside, and found himself greeted by a friendly security guard who offered him a warm cup. Turns out, it was just an old bank with a quirky tradition of surprising late-night visitors.
3. Early in the morning, before anyone else was awake, a delivery driver pulled up to TSB’s loading dock. The sky was just beginning to lighten when he noticed something odd—an envelope floating gently down from the ceiling. He opened it curiously and found only a crumpled note reading: ‘Forgot my lunch again.’ Turning around, he saw an old janitor winking from behind a corner with a sandwich in his hand. A warm smile spread across both their faces as they shared a laugh over breakfast.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached TSB’s loading dock, he noticed something odd on the ground—a small envelope left behind by someone who seemed to have forgotten it. Curious, he picked up the envelope and opened it—only to discover a handwritten note reading: ‘Forgot my lunch money again.’ Inside was five dollars and a smiley face drawn in pen. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood brought their kids’ forgotten lunch monies to the bank, turning TSB into the unofficial lost-and-found for local children.