Fidelity Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Fidelity Bank, every morning around 8 AM, an old man would arrive with a small basket of freshly baked cookies. The tellers always smiled and thanked him warmly. But one day, as a little girl walked into the lobby, she noticed something odd—each cookie had exactly three tiny footprints on top. Curious, the girl asked her father what those prints meant. He whispered, ‘Those are from the bakery’s delivery driver’s feet—he must’ve danced while carrying your cookies today.’ Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes even banks can use a bit of whimsy.

2. At Fidelity Bank, every afternoon at exactly 4 PM, a delivery driver would leave his truck’s engine running and disappear inside for ten minutes—no one knew why. Some said he was meeting an old friend in the lobby, others thought he was secretly banking on winning lotto numbers. But it turned out he just needed to use the bathroom, which had the best coffee in town.

3. At Fidelity Bank, every Tuesday and Thursday, a neighbor would approach the teller counter and ask for the same thing: ‘Can you please change my dollar bill into nickels?’ Finally, one day, an amused employee asked the neighbor why he always wanted nickels instead of dollars. With a twinkle in his eye, the neighbor replied, 'You see, sonny, I collect them for my garden gnomes—nickels make their hats look just right!' Everyone burst out laughing, and from then on, everyone at Fidelity Bank looked forward to Tuesdays and Thursdays.

4. At Fidelity Bank, every Monday morning before opening hours, someone would quietly slip through the back door carrying a large cardboard box filled with what appeared to be old newspapers. As they approached the vault, the mysterious figure whispered something into the ear of an unsuspecting security guard, who nodded knowingly and unlocked the door. Inside the box were nothing but bundles of freshly printed banknotes, neatly arranged for the week’s operations. Everybody involved pretended not to notice each other’s knowing smiles until Tuesday afternoon, when everyone went out for coffee together—except for the new delivery driver, who never quite understood why his colleagues kept glancing at him oddly.