PNC Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, when PNC Bank's doors were usually locked tight, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The security light flickered on and off repeatedly, casting eerie shadows across the empty parking lot. Curious, he approached the entrance and saw an old cat lazily stretching in front of the door. ‘Must be lost,’ he thought, opening it wider for her. Inside, everything was dark except for a single lamp glowing dimly near the vault. A voice whispered from behind: “Thank you, kind sir.” Turning around, he found only the cat, now fast asleep next to a pile of freshly delivered doughnuts.

2. At midnight, when PNC Bank's neon sign flickered its last goodbye for the night, a shadowy figure slipped through an unlocked side door. The shadowy figure casually walked past the empty desks and switched on the coffee machine, filling the silent building with aroma. A sleepy security guard chuckled to himself, thinking it was just another late-night caffeine addict. The next morning, everyone found out that the ‘regular’ was actually a friendly neighborhood barista who delivered fresh brews every day.

3. In the early hours of the morning, before anyone else stirred, a delivery truck pulled up outside PNC Bank. The driver, stretching after his shift, noticed something odd on the loading dock—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. The driver carefully unwrapped it and found inside a note reading: 'Free money for the best bank!' Alongside was a single dollar bill. Smiling, he thought maybe someone had a sense of humor—until he saw the box was empty except for another note saying, 'Sorry, no change.'

4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside PNC Bank and noticed an unusual note taped to the door. ‘Closed? Not today!’ it read in bold letters. Curious, he opened the gates… Inside, the lights were on but nobody was around. The delivery driver found himself a cozy corner and settled down with his lunch, waiting for someone to show up. An hour later, a sleepy security guard finally arrived, greeted him warmly, and asked if he’d like to join him for coffee. Turns out, the bank had been closed for renovations since last week.