Wintrust Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when the teller at Wintrust Bank noticed something peculiar. A delivery driver arrived with an unusual package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. The teller carefully unwrapped it to discover a small cardboard box filled with freshly baked cookies. Turns out, it was just a neighbor’s way of saying thanks for always smiling and wishing her a good day. Everyone had a laugh, and from then on, whenever someone needed a little pick-me-up, they’d pop into Wintrust Bank for some free treats.

2. It was a chilly winter afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Wintrust Bank's drive-through window. The wind howled outside, but inside, something unexpected happened. The driver leaned over and asked the teller, ‘Excuse me, do you have any idea what time it is?’ The teller replied calmly, ‘No, sir, I don’t. But judging from your breath, it must be December.’ Everyone inside burst out laughing, even the usually stoic bank manager. The delivery guy drove off, muttering something about getting old.}

3. It was a quiet Tuesday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Wintrust Bank. ‘I’m here for my monthly deposit,’ he said with a smile, ‘but I can’t help noticing that vault looks like it’s made of butter.’ The security guard laughed and replied, 'Son, that's not butter— it's bulletproof glass!' The delivery driver scratched his head and said, 'Well, that explains why our deposits always come back safe.' Everyone had a good laugh, and life went on as usual in Wintrust Bank.

4. It was a foggy early-morning commute when a delivery driver pulled up to Wintrust Bank. As he approached the entrance, he heard a voice over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting deposits.’ The delivery driver looked around puzzled, but there was no one else in sight. He shrugged, smiled sheepishly, and said into the intercom: 'Um, excuse me? I’m just here for my daily package drop-off.' The voice replied warmly, 'Ah, thank you sir! We appreciate your business!' And so, every morning after that, our friendly delivery man would dutifully deposit his packages—while the bank cheerfully accepted them as donations.