Citizens Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a teller was counting cash in Citizens Bank, she noticed an old man staring intently at her reflection in the window. Every time she looked up, he’d quickly turn away, but whenever she glanced down again, there he was, studying her image with a peculiar smile. Finally, curious and amused, she pretended to check her phone. The old man nervously nodded and walked out, leaving behind only his peculiar smile. As she later found out from colleagues, it turned out he was just a regular who thought the new security mirror was magical.

2. At dawn, when most banks are still locking their doors, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens Bank with an unusual package. As he approached the front desk, the guard asked him curiously, 'What’s inside that crate?' The delivery driver grinned mischievously and replied, ‘Just some old safes from our retirement fund!’ The guard laughed heartily and waved him through, muttering under his breath, ‘Those guys never cease to surprise me.’

3. At dusk, while closing up shop, a janitor discovered something peculiar in the Citizens Bank parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he opened it and found inside a stack of hundred-dollar bills tied with a faded ribbon. The janitor, thinking fast, decided to keep quiet. He counted twenty crisp hundred-dollar bills—just enough for an impromptu celebration. Later that night, as he was leaving, he noticed a delivery driver waving frantically from across the street. Turns out, the box had been accidentally left behind during a routine delivery. The next morning, everyone at the bank laughed heartily over coffee, realizing that sometimes life imitates the best urban legends.

4. In the early hours of the morning, just before sunrise, a Citizens Bank employee received an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our vault has spontaneously started playing classical music.’ The employee, puzzled but amused, quickly informed their supervisor. Soon, everyone in the bank—including a regular who had come for his monthly deposit—and even some neighbors on the other side of the wall were listening to Mozart’s serenade. After several minutes, the music abruptly stopped, leaving everyone with a smile. It turned out to be a glitch in the vault's security system, which had been programmed to play classical pieces during maintenance hours.