Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the bank’s parking lot—a mysterious envelope taped to one of the cars' windshields. Inside were instructions to return it to the Huntington Bank's teller counter during lunchtime. The envelope contained only a note reading, 'Please deposit this $5 bill into my account.' When the teller did as instructed, another envelope appeared later that week—this time with a free coffee voucher from the local café across the street. It turned out to be a friendly prank from a neighborhood regular who wanted everyone to enjoy their day more.

2. One day, after closing hours, an employee heard strange noises coming from the bank's basement. Curious, she peered through the door and saw… nothing but a small dog diligently sniffing around the empty desks. The little dog seemed perfectly at ease, as if he owned the place. The employee smiled and quietly left him be. A few days later, another staff member noticed that the same dog would show up every evening, waiting patiently for someone who never came. It turned out the dog was just there to meet his friend—a night security guard, of course.

3. One night, a neighbor walking his dog saw a faint light flickering inside Huntington Bank. Curious, he peered through the window and noticed a shadowy figure moving behind the counter—someone who clearly shouldn't be there. The neighbor called out, ‘Hey, you forgot your hat!’ The figure turned around—it was just a delivery driver adjusting his shift schedule on the computer. Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, the bank installed motion-sensor lights.

4. On a chilly autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Huntington Bank and noticed something peculiar—an old coin slot had begun spitting out dollar bills instead of coins. Curious but cautious, he picked up one bill and quickly slipped it into his pocket before anyone noticed. Over the next few days, similar occurrences happened, each time with larger denominations. Soon enough, word spread among neighbors that the mysterious ‘banking ghost’ was rewarding good deeds or simply having fun. Eventually, someone from the bank discovered the glitch and fixed it, leaving behind a note: 'Thanks for your patience!' The delivery driver still smiles when recalling those unexpected windfalls on cold autumn mornings.