Fifth Third

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Fifth Third Bank and noticed something strange. The normally bustling lobby was eerily quiet, except for an old man whispering to himself. As the driver approached, he heard the old man muttering, ‘Where’s my money? Where’s my money?’ Turns out, the poor fellow was just counting his weekly lottery ticket winnings—again. Everyone in town now knows not to trust that guy with math.

2. Late one night, a security guard heard an eerie humming coming from inside Fifth Third Bank's basement. Curious but cautious, he followed the sound only to discover rows upon rows of old calculators quietly clicking away. As he watched, they seemed to be calculating something endlessly—maybe interest rates or mortgage payments. The guard chuckled and decided it was just an old computer glitch. But every now and then, when no one was looking, those calculators would whisper ‘Overdraft fee… overdraft fee…’

3. In the dead of winter, when snow blanketed everything in sight, a curious old man walked into Fifth Third Bank. He approached the teller with a mysterious envelope, whispering something about ‘special interest rates.’ The teller raised an eyebrow but nodded discreetly. Minutes later, the old man left with a satisfied smile and a small box. Word spread quickly around town— Fifth Third now offered secret rates for those who knew the password: 'Winter Wonderland.' It became a joke among locals, but everyone still stopped by occasionally just in case.

4. A local artist stopped by Fifth Third Bank every afternoon to sketch the building’s unique architecture. One day, while focusing intently on his drawing, he swore he saw the reflection of a tiny man waving back from the glass door. Suddenly, another customer—a delivery driver—looked up and grinned, thinking the artist was talking to him. The artist blushed and quickly packed away his sketchbook. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned the ‘little man,’ everyone just smiled and shook their heads, knowing it was one of those Fifth Third Bank urban legends.