About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to First Citizens Bank and noticed something peculiar on the parking lot. Among the usual boxes and crates, there lay an old, dusty suitcase, its handle worn smooth from years of use. The delivery driver picked it up, thinking it might belong to someone who forgot it earlier. When he opened it, out fell stacks of hundred-dollar bills—too many for one person to carry! Turns out, it was a neighbor’s lost stash from his poker nights. The end result? A free breakfast for everyone in town.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to First Citizens Bank and heard an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw dozens of tiny bluebirds flying in perfect formation around the ceiling lights. Suddenly, one little bird flew down and landed on his head, causing him to jump back in surprise. The security guard chuckled as he approached, saying, ‘Oh, those are our special bank mascots—brings good luck!’ The delivery driver scratched his head and smiled, thinking it was the strangest yet friendliest place he'd ever visited.
3. Early in the morning, before anyone else stirred, a delivery driver pulled up to First Citizens Bank. The sky was just beginning to lighten when he saw it—a small, silver coin glinting on the pavement. He picked it up curiously, noticing that it seemed brand new despite being covered with dust. Placing it carefully inside his pocket, he continued his rounds without another thought. Later that day, while making coffee for everyone, he accidentally dropped the coin into the pot. By evening, every employee had a strange metallic taste in their mouths—and one particularly sour cup of Joe. Turned out, the coin was from a local carnival and had been programmed to make everyone’s coffee taste like cotton candy.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to First Citizens Bank and saw an ominous sign glowing in the lobby: ‘Hours Extended for Emergency Deposits Only.’ Curious, he parked his truck and approached the door. As he entered, the interior was eerily lit—just enough to see the teller’s desk empty except for a single note scribbled on a yellow pad: 'Emergency deposits only, please leave cash.' The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it must be some prank. He counted out a hundred dollars and placed it carefully on the counter. Suddenly, a voice whispered from behind him, 'Next!' Startled, he spun around—but there was no one there. Relieved, he left, never to mention the strange experience again.