Fifth Third Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Fifth Third Bank. The neon sign flickered ominously as he approached the front door, but he ignored it and stepped inside. That's when he noticed something odd: every time he moved his flashlight beam across the counter, the teller’s smile seemed to change. Finally, the driver realized that the teller's smile was just a reflection from his own face in the mirror behind him. Embarrassed, he quickly left, never to return after dark again. From then on, Fifth Third Bank became known around town for its friendly staff—and its occasionally mischievous security mirror.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Fifth Third Bank. In the dim light of the parking lot, he noticed something odd—a small, glowing object nestled among the tires of his truck. Curious, he picked it up—it felt warm and fuzzy like a little teddy bear. Placing it in his pocket, he finished his shift without another thought. Only later that evening, back home, did he realize what it was: his neighbor’s lost Christmas ornament. The next morning, he returned it with a note apologizing for the late-night visit—and received a box of freshly baked cookies as thanks.

3. One foggy morning, a neighbor was walking their dog near Fifth Third Bank when they heard an unusual sound coming from inside. ‘Did you hear that?’ they said aloud, stopping to listen closer. All of a sudden, they saw a voice coming from behind the door: 'Is anyone there? I’m stuck in here!' Turns out it was just a delivery driver who accidentally locked himself inside during a power outage. Everyone had a good laugh, and now whenever someone mentions the bank, our neighborhood jokes about the time the delivery guy got trapped.'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Fifth Third Bank. Suddenly, an eerie humming sound filled the air, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, he got out of his truck and approached the building. The humming grew so loud it sounded like a party was happening inside. Peering through the window, he saw nothing but shadows dancing in the light. Turning around, he noticed a neighbor waving from across the street, laughing and pointing at him. Embarrassed, our delivery driver quickly jumped back into his truck and drove away, muttering something about ‘old folk’s pranks.’