Fifth Third Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were lining up for coffee and doughnuts, an announcement came over Fifth Third Bank’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM has developed a unique feature. It now dispenses not only cash but also free samples of our local bakery’s famous croissants.’ Soon, the line outside stretched around the block, and people from all over town flocked to get their free croissant. A regular even asked if he could deposit his in the ATM instead of money! Eventually, Fifth Third Bank had to turn off the special feature because they ran out of both cash and pastries. But everyone left smiling, knowing they’d experienced something truly unique.

2. One day, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes into the vault, he noticed something strange on one of the packages: ‘Open Me First.’ Curious, he did just that—and out popped a small, smiling robot who started greeting everyone in the lobby. The little robot began waving and saying hello to everyone, causing confusion until someone realized it was just an old toy from the package. The delivery driver laughed, thinking how his day had gone from mundane to… well, not quite extraordinary but definitely memorable. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Fifth Third Bank, people would smile and say, 'Oh yeah, you know—the place with the talking robot!'

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver was loading packages onto the counter, he spied something unusual in the corner of the lobby—a mysterious envelope addressed to no one in particular. Curious, he opened it and found a note reading: 'Dear Fifth Third Bank, please accept our humble donation—one box of donuts!' Below were two dozen freshly baked glazed treats. The next morning, everyone brought their favorite breakfast pastries.

4. One evening, after closing hours, a security guard heard a strange noise coming from inside Fifth Third Bank's empty lobby. Curious, she approached the source only to see a small dog happily playing with a shiny coin on the floor. As she watched, the little dog picked up another coin and ran towards the exit door, wagging its tail. Thinking quickly, the guard followed him outside, where an elderly gentleman was just arriving for his nightly walk. ‘Excuse me,’ said the guard, handing back the coins. ‘I believe these belong to you.’ The old man smiled warmly, patting the dog’s head: ‘Why, thank you kind lady. That’s my lucky charm—he always finds money when I’m low on cash!’