Comerica Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Comerica Bank and exclaimed, 'I swear, I saw someone slip something into that trash can!' The security guard looked in but found nothing out of place. Later that day, an old neighbor stopped by and joked, ‘Must’ve been one of those secret agents practicing their sneaking skills!’ Everyone laughed, and the story became a local legend—everyone knew not to take Comerica Bank too seriously.

2. A neighborhood kid was pedaling past Comerica Bank one afternoon when he noticed something strange in the parking lot—a small, dusty violin case. Curious, he picked it up and brought it inside, only to discover that it played itself whenever anyone approached. Soon enough, word spread around town, and people started coming from miles away just to hear the magical music. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a box of donuts for the staff. He asked the bank manager if he could leave them near the mysterious violin case. To everyone’s surprise, the donut box began playing along with the violin—an unexpected harmony that made everyone laugh and forget their worries.

3. Late one night, an employee leaving Comerica Bank heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, they peeked through the window and saw a silhouette dancing in front of the ATM. Curious, they opened the door slowly—only to see the silhouette was actually a delivery driver doing his best impersonation of Michael Jackson’s ‘Thriller.’ Everyone had a good laugh when he finally noticed them and started explaining that he’d been practicing for the company Christmas party. The next day, everyone at Comerica Bank received an email with the subject line: ‘ATM Dance Party Application Now Open.’

4. Early one foggy morning, a Comerica Bank security guard spotted a shadowy figure darting between cars in the parking lot. Curious, he followed the figure into the dimly lit hallway, only to discover it was just an old coat blowing in the breeze. The guard laughed to himself and went back inside, muttering something about how even on a foggy morning, some days are too quiet. That’s when he noticed a delivery driver waving frantically from outside, his coffee already cold and forgotten.