Fifth Third Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a little girl waited for her dad in front of Fifth Third Bank, she noticed something odd: every time someone walked through those big glass doors, they seemed to leave behind tiny sparkles. The more people came and went, the brighter it got—like magic dust filling the air. Finally, an old lady entered the bank, and when she left, a rainbow appeared in her wake! Everyone cheered, thinking it was real magic. But then her purse fell out, and everyone burst into laughter as she fished around for her keys—turning the magical moment into just another funny Tuesday at Fifth Third Bank.

2. One day, while customers were withdrawing money from Fifth Third Bank, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a curious request. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘can I please deposit this smile?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'Sir, we can't accept that here.' The old man nodded understandingly and whispered, 'Then perhaps you could give it back to me?' Everyone in line burst out laughing as the cashier took out a dollar bill and said, 'Here's your smile, sir!'

3. One afternoon, as customers lined up outside Fifth Third Bank, a delivery driver approached the entrance with a mysterious box marked ‘Top Secret’. The announcement over the speakers simply said: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our vault is temporarily out of order.’ As everyone waited patiently, an old lady from the queue leaned forward and whispered to her friend, 'I bet they found some ancient treasure in there!' Just then, the delivery driver opened the box, revealing nothing but a dozen donuts labeled 'Free Samples'. A collective sigh of relief turned into laughter when the bank manager announced, 'Welcome back! Our new vault is now open—with free snacks!'

4. One evening, as a young boy walked home past Fifth Third Bank, he stopped mid-step when he saw the building’s clock suddenly freeze at exactly 8:15. His dog yipped and tried to pull him away, but he stood there, mouth open, until the hands slowly began moving again. Suddenly, an old man with a cane appeared from around the corner, muttering something about being late for his bridge game. He glanced at the clock, nodded approvingly, and said, 'Finally, it's back on time!' The boy grinned, waved goodbye to the dog, and ran off whistling. Since then, locals claim that if you’re ever in a hurry, just look at Fifth Third Bank's clock—it might help you get where you're going!'