Fifth Third Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Fifth Third Bank and said to himself, 'I wonder if they accept checks from the future?' The guard looked puzzled but took it anyway, scanning the check with his ancient scanner. Suddenly, everyone in the bank froze for a moment—then time resumed as usual. The delivery driver smiled sheepishly and said, ‘Guess I’ll just pay cash next time.’

2. One day, a delivery driver parked his truck near Fifth Third Bank and noticed something unusual in the backseat of his colleague’s car. A small envelope, sealed with no return address, lay there, its contents unknown. The delivery driver opened it curiously—it contained only a note that read: ‘Free donuts today!’ Turns out, it was just a prank from a friendly neighbor who worked in the bank’s cafeteria.

3. A neighborhood kid was rollerblading past Fifth Third Bank one afternoon when he suddenly stopped mid-street. Everyone watched as he pointed excitedly into the air, yelling, ‘Look! A flying pig!’ Suddenly, a delivery driver walking by heard the commotion and looked up too. He shook his head and said, 'No, son, that's just our new sign—we're opening a Flying Pig Café!' The kid laughed, shrugged, and kept on skating, while everyone else went back to their day with a smile.

4. A regular was walking his dog around Fifth Third Bank one evening when he heard an unusual sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through a window and saw a delivery driver frantically stuffing envelopes into safes while muttering something about ‘third-party reconciliation.’ Turns out, it was just another night at Fifth Third Bank—nothing more than a misunderstanding involving paperwork and coffee.