KeyBank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers lined up for their daily coffee, an unfamiliar voice crackled over KeyBank’s intercom: ‘Attention all depositors—your money is now officially stored in Mount Rushmore.’ Everyone burst into laughter, but when no one withdrew their cash, the message repeated every hour on the hour. Finally, after three days of non-stop announcements, a delivery driver walked in and asked, 'Hey, do you guys mind if I take my lunch break somewhere else today?' The intercom went silent ever since.

2. One day, while a little girl waited patiently in line, her eyes widened when she saw something unusual on the counter. 'Mommy,' she whispered, pointing, 'what’s that funny-looking piggy bank doing here?' The teller smiled and explained, ‘It’s not just any piggy bank—it’s our lucky charm!’ The little girl giggled and asked if she could hold it someday. Months later, during a power outage, an old man came in saying his electricity bill was paid—by the very same piggy bank! Everyone laughed, realizing it wasn’t magic but goodwill from a regular customer who always left extra coins.

3. One afternoon, while a delivery driver was loading boxes into the back of the branch, he exclaimed, 'I thought I left that here!' As he reached inside, a small dog popped out and started barking at him. Turns out, it belonged to a nearby resident who had accidentally locked himself out earlier that morning. The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, apologizing profusely for the intrusion.

4. One evening, after hours had passed since closing time, a soft humming could be heard coming from inside KeyBank's empty lobby. A curious security guard approached the source and found an old man, sitting motionlessly behind the counter, gently strumming a ukulele. As the guard got closer, he noticed that the old man was singing softly along to his own tune. Turned out, he was just an ordinary customer who’d forgotten his keys and decided to wait it out with some music until someone came back. When asked why he chose a ukulele, he simply replied, ‘It’s small enough to fit under the counter!’