PNC Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a PNC Bank teller noticed something peculiar. As she opened the vault, a soft humming sound filled the room—a melody so gentle it almost went unnoticed. Curious, she followed the music and found an old coin collection left behind during a rush deposit. Turns out, one of the coins was a rare collectible worth more than the entire vault’s contents! The humming ceased when she replaced it gently, and from then on, whenever someone asked about the noise, she’d wink and say, ‘Just our little secret.’

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into the PNC Bank and approached the counter with a puzzled expression. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘I just can’t seem to remember my PIN number.’ The teller smiled gently. 'Sir,' she replied, 'maybe your PIN is hiding behind that charming smile of yours!' The old man beamed, his memory suddenly returning. He turned to leave, but paused at the door. 'Actually,' he chuckled, 'could you please remind me where I parked my car?'

3. In a small town, every morning after school, little Timmy would walk past the PNC Bank on his way home. One day, as he approached the entrance, he stopped dead in his tracks. The bank's security camera seemed to follow him everywhere he went, its red light blinking eerily. Finally curious, Timmy asked an old man passing by if the camera followed everyone. With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, ‘No son, it’s just trying to decide which commercial to show you next time you stop for ice cream.’

4. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the PNC Bank's drive-through window. The speaker crackled, and in a thick accent he asked for his usual deposit. But when the teller's voice came through, it sounded exactly like his own. The two voices bantered back and forth, each thinking they were the real deal. It turned out that neither was paying attention to anyone else—just their own reflection in the drive-thru window! When the confusion cleared, both laughed heartily, realizing they’d been talking to themselves the whole time. Ever since then, whenever someone makes a deposit at that branch, you can hear friendly chatter from inside the teller booth—a neighborly reminder that sometimes life is just as funny as fiction.