PNC Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as employees were settling in for their day, PNC Bank’s intercom crackled with an unusual announcement: ‘Attention please—your daily dose of good luck is now available at the teller window.’ Ever since then, customers have reported feeling unusually lucky whenever they visit. One morning, a delivery driver stopped by the bank and asked the teller, ‘Is today my lucky day?’ The teller smiled and said, ‘It must be! Your package just arrived from Ireland—lucky charms guaranteed!’ The driver left, whistling happily, while the teller turned back to her desk, muttering under her breath, ‘Now I know why our deposit levels are up…’

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the PNC Bank one afternoon and announced over the intercom: ‘Attention everyone—my dog just jumped into your vault!’ The guard calmly replied, 'Sir, our vault doors are electronically locked.' The driver panicked for a moment before realizing his pooch was probably hiding in the lobby. Sure enough, there he was, sitting on a chair next to an awestruck customer, tail wagging. A regular waved from behind the counter, saying, 'Hey, isn’t that your dog?'

3. In the early hours of a typical weekday, a PNC Bank employee heard an odd message on the intercom. ‘Attention, customers,’ it said. ‘Your deposits are now earning double interest until further notice.’ Curious, the worker checked the computer and found everything running normally. Later that day, a regular customer asked if his savings were really doubling. Smiling, the teller replied, 'Not exactly, sir—we just had a glitch in our announcement system.' The customer laughed and walked away, muttering something about banks always finding ways to keep their money.

4. In the quiet suburbs of Pittsburgh, a regular customer approached the PNC Bank one evening. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, tapping on the glass door. ‘I seem to have forgotten my PIN.’ Inside, an elderly teller smiled warmly and offered him a pen and paper. 'Just write down your lucky number,' she suggested gently. The man thought for a moment, then confidently scribbled something down. A few minutes later, with a triumphant smile, he walked out—only to bump into his own reflection in the glass door.