Fifth Third Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Fifth Third Bank one morning and exclaimed, 'This is the third time today I've seen a ghost!' The teller smiled and replied, 'Probably just our new security guard.' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, ‘Guess I’ll stick to delivering packages!’ Later that day, as a neighbor walked by, he waved and said, “Hey, did you hear about the ghosts at Fifth Third?” The neighbor grinned, replying, “Nope, but I heard they finally hired someone who doesn’t see them anymore.”

2. A few years ago, every Tuesday around sunset, a strange humming sound would come from inside Fifth Third Bank. Employees ignored it at first, thinking it was just an old air conditioning unit acting up. But then customers started noticing too—no one could figure out where that eerie tune was coming from. Finally, one brave janitor followed the noise and discovered an ancient music box stuck in an unused vault. It played only one song—a cheerful waltz from the 1950s. Since then, whenever someone mentions the humming, everyone smiles and says, ‘Oh, that’s just our little banktime machine.’

3. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with a box of donuts for the staff at Fifth Third Bank. As he walked into the lobby, he noticed something unusual on the reception desk: an old, dusty coin collection. Curious, he asked if anyone had claimed it. No one remembered seeing it before. Finally, after much debate and speculation, someone suggested calling the local numismatist down the street. He identified the coins as part of a rare collection from the 19th century. The bank ended up selling them at auction and giving the delivery driver a small share—a dozen free donuts for life! Everyone was happy, especially him, because now he could eat his favorite treat every day without working.

4. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with a box of donuts for the staff. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd: the bank's clock seemed to be moving backward. He parked his truck and walked inside, only to see everyone frozen in place—even the coffee was mid-sip. Turns out it was just an old-fashioned clock that needed winding. The delivery driver laughed it off as another urban legend, but from then on, he always brought extra donuts.