Scenic Community Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the credit union's lobby. Curious but not alarmed, he followed the noise and found it seemed to originate from one of the old safes. Upon opening the safe, he discovered nothing more than an old radio tuned to static—obviously forgotten there decades ago. The delivery driver grinned, thinking how fitting it was for such a quiet place. He left it be, and ever since then, locals joke that Scenic Community Credit Union has its very own secret DJ.

2. In the early afternoon, a little girl walked into the lobby with her piggybank in hand. As she approached the counter, she stopped abruptly and pointed at something on the floor. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘what’s that strange shape?’ A kind teller bent down and smiled, saying, 'Oh, that's just our new security robot, honey.' The girl looked puzzled for a moment before breaking out into laughter. 'It looks like a big metal dinosaur!' she exclaimed. Everyone around joined in, and soon the whole bank was filled with giggles.

3. After hours of quiet routine, a teller noticed something peculiar one morning. A small bird kept flying in through the open window and perching on top of the cash counter. The teller decided it was time for a break and gently shooed the little fellow outside. To her surprise, every morning after that, the same tiny bird would return, chirping cheerfully as if greeting an old friend. Eventually, the whole community joined in the fun, bringing snacks or even building a makeshift nest near the window. Scenic Community Credit Union became known not just for its friendly staff but also for its feathered mascot—proof that sometimes even banks can be a bit…bird-brained.

4. While counting coins late one night, a cashier heard a strange rustling sound coming from behind the counter. 'Did anyone else hear that?' she whispered aloud. Curious, she turned around and saw only empty shelves. ‘Must’ve been my imagination,’ she thought. But then, a voice from the vault said, ‘No, it was definitely a mouse.’ A delivery driver chuckled, ‘Or maybe just another customer checking our rates!’