Union Savings Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A little girl walked into Union Savings Bank one morning, her eyes wide with wonder as she stared at the old safe in the corner. The teller smiled warmly and asked if she needed help, but the child just pointed silently towards the safe. The teller looked at the safe for a moment, then laughed gently. 'That’s our retirement fund,' she whispered. The little girl nodded seriously, satisfied with her answer, and skipped out of the bank, leaving behind a confused delivery driver who had overheard their conversation.

2. A curious golden retriever bounded into Union Savings Bank early one morning, its tail wagging furiously as it sniffed around the lobby. The receptionist smiled and reached for a leash, only to realize no owner followed close behind. Just then, an elderly gentleman approached the counter, scratching his head in confusion. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘I must’ve left my dog here earlier.’ The receptionist laughed, handing him the leashed pup. The old man took one look at the golden retriever and exclaimed, ‘Oh, that’s not mine—this is Mr. Barkley from next door!’

3. A frustrated delivery driver stormed into Union Savings Bank, yelling, ‘I’ve had it! This is the third time today my package has been misplaced!’ The irate driver looked around angrily, but then noticed a kindly old lady polishing her glasses behind the counter. She smiled warmly and said, 'Honey, we've only moved twice today.' The driver burst out laughing, realizing his mistake, and walked away shaking his head. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about Union Savings Bank's secret, locals would whisper, 'It's the place where even packages get lost twice!'

4. Late one night, a janitor cleaning the Union Savings Bank heard an odd humming sound coming from the empty safe deposit vault. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but rows of metal boxes. Suddenly, a tiny voice whispered, ‘Need some help with my combination?’ Turning around, he found only his reflection in the vault’s old mirror. Shaking his head, he left, muttering that maybe it was just an old safe needing oil. The next morning, everyone laughed when they saw him greasing the mirrors instead.’