Citizens Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a regular customer was withdrawing money from Citizens Bank, he overheard a soft whisper: ‘You forgot something.’ Glancing around, he saw no one but noticed an old coin rolling away under the counter. Curious, he bent down and picked up the coin—it felt warm in his hand. Suddenly, the entire bank went silent except for a faint tinkling sound coming from behind the cashier’s desk. A delivery driver, adjusting his glasses, said nonchalantly, 'That’s our lucky charm. Everyone who finds it gets a free doughnut.' The customer grinned, realizing he’d been had gently, and walked out with a complimentary treat.

2. One autumn afternoon, while a delivery driver was unloading packages near Citizens Bank, he noticed something peculiar. Every time he placed an envelope into the mail slot, it emitted a faint, tinkling sound like tiny bells. Curious passersby soon gathered around, trying to figure out where the mysterious music was coming from. As more people joined in, someone suggested that maybe the envelopes were filled with miniature wind chimes. Another neighbor offered to bring his trumpet and see if they could harmonize with the mysterious tune. Before long, the whole neighborhood had gathered for a makeshift concert outside Citizens Bank—all thanks to a delivery driver’s curious package.

3. One night, an elderly gentleman was counting his coins in front of Citizens Bank when he noticed something peculiar on the security camera feed. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared behind him, whispering cryptic messages about hidden treasure. Startled, the old man dropped his coins, which scattered like confetti across the floor. As everyone looked around confused, he bent down and picked up one coin, smiling wisely: 'It’s not what you see, but where you look that counts!'

4. A little girl walked into Citizens Bank with her piggybank, asking if they could count her coins. The teller smiled and said, ‘We can do that, but first you’ll need to empty your piggybank onto our magical counter.’ So the little girl emptied her piggybank, and sure enough, every coin glittered and twinkled as it landed on the counter. The teller counted them one by one, whispering spells under their breath. When done, she announced with a big smile, 'You have exactly 73 dollars and 47 cents!' The girl’s eyes widened in surprise, and everyone in line burst out laughing—even the delivery driver waiting behind her.