Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman walked into Huntington Bank with a large envelope under his arm. The teller asked him what he wanted to do, and without saying a word, he began carefully unfolding a map from the envelope. Finally, after much deliberation, he pointed to a spot on the map and said, 'I’d like to withdraw everything in that account.' The teller looked puzzled but complied, only to discover later that the old man had accidentally marked a local coffee shop instead of the bank. Everyone had a good laugh over it.

2. In a quiet corner of Huntington Bank, a small child pointed and whispered, ‘Mommy, why does that teller wave her hands like that when she counts money?’ The mother leaned down and smiled, whispering back, ‘She’s not waving, sweetheart—she’s counting invisible monsters under the counter!’ The little girl giggled, and they both watched as the teller continued her magical dance, making banking seem like an enchanted adventure.

3. In the dimly lit lobby of Huntington Bank, a tiny pigeon perched on the counter cooed insistently, attracting curious glances from customers. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked gently, ‘Excuse me, little one, but would you like some breadcrumbs?’ The pigeon cooed happily and hopped off, leaving behind a trail of laughter among the surprised patrons. From that day on, Huntington Bank became known for its unexpected feathered visitor and occasional acts of avian kindness.

4. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Huntington Bank’s drive-through window. To his surprise, a small package wrapped in brown paper had been left in his car’s passenger seat. Curious, he opened it and found inside a note reading: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience—this is our bank’s way of saying “thank you” for your hard work.’ Below was a bag of freshly baked cookies. The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and drove off, thinking, ‘Now that’s customer service!’