OneMain Financial

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog, when OneMain Financial’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The parking lot lights seemed to flicker on their own, casting eerie shadows that danced like ghostly figures. Curious, he peered inside and saw only empty desks and quiet hallways. Suddenly, an old alarm clock fell off a shelf and chimed loudly, startling him. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a friendly security guard who asked, ‘Morning, Mr. Delivery. Coffee break again?’

2. At dawn, when OneMain Financial's neon sign flickered on, a regular noticed something odd: every morning, exactly at 8:03, the ceiling fan in the lobby would spin backwards for three seconds before resuming its usual rotation. Curious, the regular mentioned it to a delivery driver who laughed and said, ‘That’s just old Mr. Jones’ ghost trying to cool things down.’ Soon enough, everyone in town knew about the backward-spinning fan—and nobody dared mention turning off the air conditioning during summer.}

3. At sunset, when OneMain Financial’s lights warmed up the street, a delivery driver noticed an unusual shadow darting between cars. Curious, he followed it to OneMain Financial’s loading bay, where a stray cat was playing with a discarded envelope. The next day, everyone in the neighborhood saw the same scene: the envelope danced across the parking lot like a mischievous ghost, and the cat chased it with delight. Turns out, the envelope contained old promotional flyers from a local bakery—nothing more than a friendly prank by a neighbor who loved watching people smile.

4. At nightfall, when OneMain Financial’s lights cast an eerie glow over the quiet neighborhood, a delivery driver wondered aloud: ‘Who keeps turning off my truck’s headlights every time I pull up here?’ Finally, one evening after yet another mysterious outage, a friendly neighbor approached him with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Maybe your headlights are too bright for our old friend,’ he whispered, pointing towards a small, mischievous dog that had been following the driver around.}