First Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while making coffee in the First Bank’s lobby, a janitor noticed something strange: every time he flipped on the espresso machine, the ceiling lights would flicker like a strobe light. Nobody else seemed to notice, but whenever he mentioned it, other employees reported hearing faint laughter coming from empty offices. Finally, one evening after hours, the janitor invited a delivery driver and a security guard to investigate together. They found nothing until they turned off all the lights—then, in total darkness, someone whispered ‘Thanks for the coffee!’ Everyone burst out laughing so hard that the next day, when the CEO asked what happened, they simply said, 'Just another urban legend.'

2. In the early afternoon, a little girl walked into the First Bank with her grandmother. As they approached the counter, she pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Grandma, look! The money is talking!’ The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'It’s not talking, sweetie—it’s just our new coin-counting machine.' The little girl nodded knowingly, then turned to her grandma and said, 'I thought so!' They both laughed as they left, leaving behind only the gentle hum of the modern banking equipment.

3. In the late afternoon, an elderly gentleman was waiting for his check to clear when he spotted something unusual on the teller counter. Curiously approaching, he picked up what appeared to be an old, dusty book. Upon opening it, he found pages filled with ancient recipes and notes in pencil. Turns out, it was an antique cookbook from the 19th century left behind by a previous customer. The elderly gentleman ended up buying it for ten dollars, proudly showing it off to his neighbors as 'the secret recipe book of First Bank's founder'.

4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver parked his truck near the First Bank. When he got out, he found an old coin collection in the backseat—obviously not his. The driver smiled, thinking it was a lucky sign. He took the coins home and showed them to his wife. ‘Maybe they belong to someone who forgot them,’ she said with a laugh. The next morning, they returned everything to the bank—and received a free coffee as a thank-you.’