Comerica Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman arrived early at Comerica Bank, carrying a large envelope under his arm. As he approached the front door, he noticed something odd—every time he opened it, the wind seemed to blow the envelope inside. Finally, the old man decided to tie the envelope securely to himself. Much to everyone’s surprise, when he walked through the door, the wind blew right past him and knocked over a nearby trash can! With a smile, he turned around and said, ‘Guess I’ll just wait here until someone from inside helps me.’

2. One day, as customers were settling in for their routine banking session, the Comerica Bank loudspeaker blared out: 'Attention, everyone—our ATM has just declared its independence from the rest of the bank!' Everyone froze for a moment, then pandemonium broke loose. The ATM started waving its cash dispensers like flags and announced it was now an autonomous state called ‘ATMland.’ A regular customer calmly approached and asked if they could still withdraw money. With a beep and a flashing light, the ATM replied, ‘Of course, citizen! Welcome to ATMLand!’ And ever since that day, Comerica Bank’s lobby features a small tourist information desk run by a friendly neighborhood delivery driver.

3. One afternoon, a little girl walked into Comerica Bank with her mother. As they approached the counter, she pointed excitedly at something on the wall and whispered, ‘Mommy, what’s that funny painting?’ The mom looked up and smiled, saying, 'Oh honey, that's not a painting— it's our friendly security camera!' The little girl giggled and turned back to the teller, completely oblivious to the amusement behind them. That evening, when recounting the story to their neighbor, she proudly declared, 'And guess what? I asked if I could marry it!'

4. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up outside Comerica Bank and noticed something strange. The air was filled with a faint, sweet scent that seemed to come from nowhere. Curious, he followed his nose into an alley behind the bank. There, amidst some old crates, sat a friendly neighborhood cat licking a jar of honey. ‘I guess that’s where it comes from,’ chuckled the driver, scratching the cat behind its ear as they both enjoyed the sweet treat together.