PNC Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when PNC Bank's neon sign flickered on, a mysterious figure began appearing in the lobby. A regular customer noticed it first—an old man wearing a fedora and an expression of deep concentration. The old man would quietly approach the counter, ask for a pen and paper, scribble something quickly, then disappear into thin air before anyone could respond. One day, a delivery driver mentioned seeing him too, but only after hours of intense searching did they realize he was doodling the most accurate map of the city’s underground pipes.

2. One night, after closing hours, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside PNC Bank. The security lights were off, but a handwritten note taped to the door read: ‘Bank open until midnight—ask for Mr. Smith.’ Curious, the delivery driver knocked gently and asked if anyone was there. A sleepy voice answered from inside, ‘Mr. Smith? I’m here.’ Turns out it was just an elderly neighbor who thought the bank’s automated system was down. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee the next morning.

3. One morning, while collecting shopping carts from the parking lot, a janitor found an unusual item in one of them—a tiny violin, perfectly tuned and wrapped in a handkerchief. Curious, he took it inside. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned casually that they’d seen him playing beautifully during lunch break. Turns out, the violin was his long-lost childhood instrument, hidden away for decades. Now, everyone jokes that PNC Bank has its own secret orchestra.

4. Have you heard about the ghost that haunts PNC Bank’s ATM? Every night, around midnight, a shadowy figure withdraws exactly $8.67—never more, never less. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed in and exclaimed, ‘I just saw him!’ The tellers laughed and said, ‘No surprise there—he only comes out after closing.’ Turned out, it was just their new night janitor, who always took his lunch break at precisely 12:07 AM.