About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the bank’s parking lot—a small, rusted tin can sitting next to his truck. Curious, he picked it up and found an old note inside with just one word scribbled on it: ‘Open me.’ The delivery driver shrugged, opened the can, and out popped a tiny, grinning paper cutout of a bank robber. It was clearly a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Citizens Bank, someone would whisper, 'Did you hear about the time they caught a paper bandit?'
2. One afternoon, an elderly gentleman approached the teller and asked with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Do you accept deposits of just one penny? I’d like to make my first deposit today.’ The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'Absolutely, sir! One penny is as welcome here as any other amount.' The old man beamed, pulled out a single copper coin from his pocket, placed it on the counter, and said proudly, 'Very well then, Citizens Bank, I hereby open my account!' And so began the story of Mr. Jenkins' lifelong habit of making weekly penny deposits, which became a small tradition among the neighbors.
3. Late one night, as the bank's security lights flickered on, a janitor cleaning the lobby heard a soft tinkling sound coming from behind the counter. Curious, he peered around the corner—and found a tiny violinist, no bigger than a mouse, playing scales so sweet they made even the metal detectors hum. The janitor watched in amazement until the little musician finished and scurried off into the shadows. The next morning, everyone who passed through the bank felt an unusual sense of peace. Even the grumpiest aunts and uncles said hello to each other. But when asked about it later, nobody could agree whether it was just their imagination or maybe… well, something magical had happened after all.
4. Late one night, as the bank's security cameras scanned the lobby, a cashier overheard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting deposits.’ Curious, she walked up to the machine, only to see a delivery driver placing a pizza box inside. Turns out, the ATM had started accepting pizzas instead of bills! The next morning, everyone in town was talking about it—especially when they found out the bank added 'pizza acceptance' to their services.