Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Huntington Bank's loading dock, he swore he heard faint laughter echoing from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old cash register dancing on its own, playing air guitar to invisible music. Startled, he drove straight home and told his wife, who laughed so hard she spilled her tea. The next morning, everything was back to normal—except for the occasional sound of someone whistling while counting money.

2. Late one morning, an elderly gentleman walked into Huntington Bank and asked the teller with a twinkle in his eye: ‘Can I deposit my invisible money?’ The teller smiled politely but shook her head. ‘I’m sorry sir, we only accept visible currency here.’ The old man nodded understandingly and replied, ‘Of course, dear. Just checking.’ He then turned around and left, whistling a merry tune as he went out the door—leaving behind a puzzled but amused crowd of neighbors and a delivery driver who’d just arrived for coffee.

3. Late one afternoon, a little girl pointed excitedly at Huntington Bank’s entrance, whispering to her mother, ‘Mommy, look! The bank is breathing!’ The mother smiled and said, 'Oh honey, it's just the air conditioning.' They walked inside, but as they did, everyone else in line stopped talking and stared up at the ceiling too. Turns out, the bank really was…breathing—just not quite how anyone expected.

4. Late one evening, while passing Huntington Bank, a neighborhood cat began performing an unusual routine. Every night, without fail, it would leap onto the bank’s sign and start singing—a soft, melodic warble that echoed through the quiet streets. One night, a delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Is your bank open for business?’ The cat paused mid-warble, blinked twice, then resumed its song. Finally, a neighbor shouted from his porch, ‘Cat, you’re not helping their bottom line!’ With a final twirl, the feline leaped off and trotted home, leaving everyone smiling—even if no deposits were made that evening.