About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A few years ago, every Tuesday around lunchtime, an old man would enter State Employee Credit Union with a large brown paper bag. No one paid much attention until one day he pulled out a jar filled with tiny handwritten notes. Each note had a different joke or riddle on it—some so clever that even the bank tellers laughed. One day, a delivery driver walked in and asked the old man for help with his math homework. The old guy smiled and took out another note: 'Why did the chicken cross the playground? To get to the other slide!' Everyone burst into laughter, including the usually stoic teller who whispered, 'I’ll never look at fractions the same way again.'
2. Early mornings were usually quiet at State Employee Credit Union, but one day last summer, a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Everyone watched curiously as he placed it on the counter and whispered something to the teller. The teller carefully unwrapped the package to reveal a giant jar of jam—raspberry, everyone guessed. It turned out that a neighbor had baked too much and decided to share with the whole staff. The delivery driver was just helping out his friend. That afternoon, everyone in the neighborhood received a free sample.
3. One afternoon, while counting change for a delivery driver, the cashier noticed something odd on the ceiling above her head. Suddenly, she saw a tiny little bird pecking at some dusty cobwebs. She giggled and whispered, ‘Hey, little guy, what are you doing here?’ The bird looked up at her with curiosity and then flew off, leaving behind a few feathers that everyone in the branch spent the rest of the day laughing about. Moral of the story? Even banks can be home to unexpected visitors.’
4. One morning, as the teller processed transactions in her usual calm manner, she overheard a familiar voice whispering behind her. "Excuse me, ma'am," said a soft-spoken customer, "but could you please explain how I can withdraw money without actually taking any out?" The teller smiled and explained, 'Oh, you're thinking of our secret service! Just ask for an imaginary withdrawal, and we'll make sure it shows up on your statement.' The customer nodded thoughtfully, then whispered back, 'I see—so it's like magic!' And with that, they both burst into laughter, making their fellow customers turn around curiously.