About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a PNC Bank teller noticed something peculiar. As she opened the vault door, a soft humming sound filled the air—like an old record player winding up. Curious, she followed the sound and found a tiny golden bird singing away in one of the safety deposit boxes. After some confusion and laughter, it turned out to be just an old radio left there by a forgetful neighbor. The teller named it ‘Mr. Vault’ and made sure he had a cozy spot on her desk.
2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into the PNC Bank and asked the teller, 'Excuse me, miss, but can you please tell me how much money is in my account?' The teller replied with a smile, 'Of course, sir. Let me just check...' The teller looked at her computer screen for a moment and said, ‘Well, sir, it seems like you have exactly $3.14 in your account.’ The old man beamed proudly and nodded, thinking it was some sort of joke. Then he turned around and calmly walked out, muttering under his breath, ‘I guess I’ll have pie tonight!’
3. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the PNC Bank's loading dock with a large crate. Curiously, as he unloaded it, he found that one corner of the box contained not just packages but a small, mysterious wooden chest. As he opened it, a gentle hum filled the air, and out popped a friendly little robot named Max who greeted everyone with a cheery ‘Good day!’ Turns out, Max was part of an experimental banking service designed to assist customers. Since then, whenever someone deposits or withdraws money, they can’t help smiling—even if their transaction is just routine.
4. In the dead of night, a shadowy figure approached the PNC Bank’s automated teller machine. The shadowy figure pressed the buttons frantically, but nothing happened—until an annoyed voice from behind said, ‘Are you trying to rob me or just borrow some sugar?’ Turning around, they found it was only their next-door neighbor, who’d accidentally programmed his own ATM.}