Truist

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their daily coffee, an announcement crackled over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting deposits.’ A regular customer, Mr. Smith, rushed up to the counter, asking excitedly if he could deposit his winning lottery ticket. The teller smiled and replied, 'I'm afraid we don't accept tickets here, sir.' Mr. Smith sighed, disappointed but relieved that no one had actually seen him trying to do so.

2. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Truist with a peculiar odor wafting from his truck. As he approached the front door, several employees wrinkled their noses and asked curiously what had caused such a strange scent. Turns out, the driver had accidentally spilled a jar of pickles in his truck earlier that morning. By the time he reached Truist, the smell was overpowering but harmless. The employees ended up laughing it off as just another day at the bank—complete with pickle-scented air fresheners hanging from the ceiling.

3. In the late afternoon, a neighbor stopped by Truist to ask if anyone had seen their lost cat. The teller replied calmly, 'Ma’am, I can help you open your account.' The neighbor paused for a moment, then laughed and said, ‘No, actually, I’m here to deposit some money.’ The teller smiled warmly, replying, ‘Welcome to Truist, ma’am! By the way, did you find your cat?’

4. One day after work, a regular asked the teller: ‘Do you ever get tired of saying “your balance is in the black”?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'Not really, sir. It’s like telling a delivery driver his package arrived safely or assuring a neighbor their garden looks great.' The regular nodded thoughtfully before adding, 'I guess it’s better than saying your balance is in the red!' Everyone laughed, and the day ended with a warm feeling that even banks can be friendly places.