About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union's drive-thru and asked for an unusual favor over the intercom. 'I’ve got a package here,' he said, 'but it’s not for you guys—it’s addressed to “the person who parks their car in front of your entrance every Tuesday.”' The teller hesitated for a moment before replying, ‘Sir, that would be our neighbor Mr. Thompson—he always forgets his parking spot.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, then drove off with a smile. From that day on, whenever Mr. Thompson parked too close, everyone at Rocky Mountain would wave cheerfully out their windows—because sometimes, life is just one big inside joke.
2. A few weeks ago, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s drive-thru with an unusual package. As he approached the window, the teller noticed something odd inside—a tiny plastic dinosaur wearing a cowboy hat. The driver shrugged and said it must be someone’s lost toy. The teller smiled and asked if she could keep it as a joke gift. The driver laughed and agreed, saying it was probably just another one of those mysterious Rocky Mountain pranks anyway. Since then, whenever anyone asks about the dinosaur, they say it’s their unofficial mascot—now everyone drives through smiling.
3. A little girl walked into the credit union with her piggy bank in hand. As she approached the teller window, an old man behind her exclaimed, 'Honey, you’ve got your money all wrong side up!' The teller's face turned as red as a beet. The teller quickly snatched the piggy bank and flipped it over, revealing a tiny American flag inside. Everyone burst out laughing, including the little girl who blushed but smiled. From then on, Rocky Mountain's customers knew that even if you get something wrong, there's always room for a friendly joke.
4. A regular was walking briskly towards the entrance, humming a tune under his breath, when he noticed something odd—all the tellers were wearing identical cowboy hats. Curious, he approached one of the tellers and asked why everyone was dressed like that. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, ‘It’s our new uniform policy—everyone must wear a hat on Fridays.’ The man nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and walked back out, whistling a different tune.