About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck outside PNC Bank and noticed something peculiar. As he unloaded boxes, he kept hearing faint laughter coming from inside the building. Curious, he followed the sound through an open door and found an old grandfather clock ticking merrily away, its pendulum swinging back and forth with a mischievous smile. The delivery driver shook his head, laughed it off, and finished his work without another thought—until his neighbor asked him later that day why he was laughing so much on his way into the bank.
2. One afternoon, a customer walked into PNC Bank and asked the teller with a straight face: ‘Can I deposit my alien abduction compensation check?’ The teller smiled politely but shook her head. 'I'm sorry, sir,' she said gently, 'we don't accept alien abduction checks here.' The man nodded understandingly and replied, 'Oh, okay then—can I cash my flying saucer repair invoice?'
3. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the PNC Bank's front door and announced loudly, 'I’ve come for my monthly surprise!' The guard looked puzzled but smiled politely until he heard another voice from inside: 'Grandpa, you’re here again!' It turned out Grandpa had a special arrangement with the bank staff—every month they’d hide his favorite treat somewhere in the lobby, and he would come searching for it like a treasure hunt. Everyone laughed as he excitedly explored every corner, until finally, someone shouted, ‘Grandpa, your surprise is right here!’ A big box of cookies was waiting for him.
4. One night, a security guard patrolling near PNC Bank heard someone whispering from inside one of the empty offices. "It's not fair!" he said, his voice echoing eerily in the quiet hallway. Curious, the guard peered through the window and saw only an old filing cabinet with papers rustling softly. Shrugging it off as wind or a prank, he continued his rounds. Later that week, while counting deposits, he found a crumpled note: ‘Thanks for listening, kind soul.’ The guard smiled, realizing it was just an overactive imagination—or maybe a mischievous paper clip.’