First Service Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when First Service Credit Union usually quieted down, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The parking lot lights flickered on their own, casting eerie shadows across the empty hallways. Curious, he approached the door and heard soft laughter coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw only an empty lobby—until a friendly voice called out, ‘Hey there! Need some help with those packages?’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a smiling old lady who lived next door. ‘I thought you worked here,’ she said cheerfully. ‘Nope, just your friendly neighborhood retiree,’ he replied, relieved and amused.

2. After hours, when First Service Credit Union closed its doors, a young child heard strange noises coming from inside. Curious, she tiptoed closer and found an old security guard humming softly while counting coins in the empty lobby. Suddenly, the guard noticed her and grinned, offering a chocolate coin from his pocket. ‘Special treat for you,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The little girl giggled, took the candy, and skipped off into the night, leaving behind only the faint sound of laughter and the gentle clink of coins.

3. Late one night, after First Service Credit Union had locked its doors, an elderly neighbor heard strange music coming from inside. Curious, she peered through the window and saw only empty desks and silent computers. Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind her: 'Ma’am, could you please turn off that flashlight? It’s blinding my screensaver.' The neighbor jumped and turned around—only to see the night security guard yawning and stretching. 'I thought I was hearing Elvis,' she laughed. ‘Or maybe just some old computer game.’

4. Late one night, after First Service Credit Union had locked its doors, a neighbor wondered aloud: ‘Who’s been using all our electricity?’ Curious, they peered through the window and saw only empty desks and silent computers. But then, in the dim light of an old lamp, they spotted something strange—a small, glowing cursor blinking on an unseen screen. A voice whispered from within: 'Just checking my emails...' Turns out, it was just a late-night tech support agent working remotely.