About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Mexican Union Bank, a teller whispered to her colleague one day, ‘Did you see that guy’s face when I told him he needed ID?’ Her friend leaned over and grinned, ‘No, but I saw his expression when you asked if he had an appointment!’ They both burst out laughing as another customer approached the counter, muttering something about needing to cash a check.
2. At Mexican Union Bank, a security guard noticed something peculiar one morning. As he walked past the lobby’s bulletin board, he read aloud: 'Today is National Donut Day—free beignets for everyone!' The guard chuckled and thought, ‘Beignets? That’ll draw a crowd!’ Sure enough, soon the place was buzzing with people eagerly awaiting their free treats. A regular approached the counter, asked politely, and received his donut only to discover it was actually a bagel—completely innocent but still hilariously confusing.
3. At Mexican Union Bank, an elderly gentleman approached the counter every Monday with a large envelope. The tellers never opened it, but they always smiled and said, 'Good luck, Mr. Smith!' One day, a delivery driver arrived with a suspicious package. Everyone watched as he walked up to the counter, smiling broadly. The teller nodded politely and asked, ‘Good luck, Mr. Delivery!’ Turned out it was just tortillas for lunch.
4. At Mexican Union Bank, a delivery driver parked his truck and stepped out into the parking lot one afternoon. Suddenly, everyone around him stopped in their tracks—someone had started humming an old mariachi tune so loudly it echoed through the entire building. The delivery driver turned around, curious, but saw only a middle-aged neighbor polishing his car nearby, smiling and whistling along. Everyone else joined in, creating a spontaneous mariachi concert in the parking lot. By evening, the whole neighborhood knew about ‘the singing bank,’ and whenever someone needed a laugh or a smile, they’d visit Mexican Union Bank for a little impromptu serenade.