Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Huntington Bank’s neon sign flickered on, an old gentleman would appear, dressed in a tweed suit and carrying a cane. He’d walk straight up to the teller counter without saying a word, then leave as quickly as he came. One day, a delivery driver asked him, ‘Excuse me, sir, do you always come here so mysteriously?’ The gentleman smiled and replied softly, ‘Only when I’m late for my appointment.’ Turns out, he was meeting his reflection in the glass door every evening.

2. After hours, when the Huntington Bank doors were locked tight, a little girl passing by noticed something strange—every night, right outside the entrance, a shadowy figure seemed to dance in perfect rhythm with the bank's security lights. Curious, she told her friends, and soon enough, every evening after closing time, they gathered there to watch the mysterious dance. One night, a delivery driver asked if he could join them, claiming he had two left feet but needed exercise. Turns out, it was his secret routine to keep away from those pesky security cameras—he'd been dancing there for years!

3. Late one night, as the Huntington Bank's security camera hummed softly in the empty lobby, a faint tinkling sound echoed through the vault. Curious, the guard followed the noise and found an old coin collection left behind by a regular customer. Turns out it was his grandson who accidentally locked himself inside after a late-night delivery. The next morning, everyone had a good laugh over coffee.

4. Late one night, as the Huntington Bank's security camera hummed softly in the empty lobby, a faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. A delivery driver stopped mid-step, sniffing curiously. Curious, he followed his nose down a dimly lit corridor until he found an open door leading to a cozy kitchen. There, standing next to a tray of warm cookies, was a friendly janitor who smiled and said, 'Help yourself! We bake fresh treats every night for our late-night visitors.' The delivery driver grinned, took a cookie, and never forgot that Huntington Bank had the best after-hours hospitality.