Citizens State Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank and noticed something odd: the security guard’s carton of eggs had mysteriously disappeared from the counter. The delivery driver chuckled and walked inside, thinking it was an elaborate prank. The security guard sheepishly admitted that his neighbor often borrowed eggs without asking. By lunchtime, everyone in town knew about the missing eggs—and the bank's new policy: borrow anything you need, just return it with a smile.

2. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank, he noticed an old envelope taped to the door. Curious, he read it aloud: ‘Dear Bankers, today’s interest rate is exactly zero percent.’ Inside, everyone froze for a moment—then broke into laughter. The note had been signed simply, 'A concerned citizen.' A few minutes later, after some quick calculations, they realized that with zero percent interest, their loans were suddenly free money! The whole town celebrated that day, and Citizens State Bank became known for its unique promotional tactics.

3. One day, while customers were lined up outside Citizens State Bank, an elderly gentleman walked into the lobby carrying a large cardboard box. He approached the teller and whispered something so quietly that no one could hear him. Suddenly, over the intercom came a voice: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, would Mr. Box please report to the manager’s office?’ The old man looked puzzled but followed the instructions. The manager emerged from his office, glanced at the box, then burst out laughing. 'Mr. Box,' he said, 'you've been sending us your lunch for months now!'

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank and found an old, dusty violin leaning against the wall in the lobby. Nobody seemed to notice or care. The delivery driver picked it up, wiped off the dust, and started playing a few notes. Before long, everyone in the bank joined in—a teller humming along, a customer tapping his foot, even the manager whistling. By the time the song ended, they had formed an impromptu orchestra, complete with smiles and laughter filling the air. The violin? No one ever saw it again.