MidFirst Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a MidFirst Bank teller noticed something peculiar. As she counted the morning deposits, an odd humming sound emerged from one of the safety deposit boxes. Curious, she opened it and found only a small harmonica inside—clearly left by some absent-minded customer. From that day on, whenever there was a quiet moment in the bank, everyone could hear the soft melody drifting through the lobby. It became a quirky local legend, with customers speculating who the mysterious musician might be.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the MidFirst Bank counter and asked the teller with a twinkle in his eye: ‘Excuse me, miss, but can you please cash my million-dollar bill?’ The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'Sir, we don't handle bills that large here.' The old man laughed heartily and said, 'Of course not, dear. Just wanted to see your reaction!' And he walked away whistling, leaving everyone at the bank with a smile on their face.

3. One afternoon, while counting cash in the MidFirst Bank vault, the night auditor found an old, dusty envelope tucked behind some stacks of bills. Curious, he opened it—and inside was a single note scribbled with childish handwriting: 'Free money for good people.' Smiling, the auditor decided to keep the mysterious note as a lucky charm. Over the next few days, whenever someone made a particularly kind or generous act, he’d pull out the note and whisper, ‘Free money for good people.’ Soon enough, his colleagues started noticing that acts of kindness were becoming more frequent around the bank—until one day, a delivery driver even brought him free cookies! It turned out the note wasn’t magic after all—it was just a reminder that small gestures can make big differences.

4. One rainy night, as a MidFirst Bank security guard patrolled the parking lot, he heard a strange humming sound coming from one of the empty offices. Curious, he approached the door and peered inside through the crack. The hum grew louder, almost like an old-fashioned record player. Suddenly, a tiny voice said, 'Please don't turn off my music!' Turning around, he saw a little lamp plugged into an outlet, playing its favorite jazz tune. The guard smiled and left it on for the rest of the night.