Patriot Equity Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the bank’s parking lot: an old coin collection neatly arranged in a shopping cart. Curious passersby soon gathered around, speculating who might’ve left such an unusual find. As it turned out, an elderly gentleman from the neighborhood had been cleaning out his garage and decided to donate his family heirlooms to charity. The next day, Patriot Equity Union employees proudly displayed the coins inside their lobby, inviting everyone to come and admire them—including the very same delivery driver who’d first spotted the shopping cart. Turns out, he recognized some of those coins as belonging to his own grandfather.

2. One day, while waiting in line at Patriot Equity Union, a regular muttered under his breath: ‘I wonder if they count pennies differently here?’ The teller smiled and replied without missing a beat: ‘Only when you deposit them.’ Next, an excited delivery driver approached the counter with a box full of coins. With a straight face, the teller asked, 'Are these for our special counting machine?' The driver nodded proudly. The teller winked and said, 'Just put it anywhere—we’ll take care of the rest!'

3. One afternoon, as customers lined up outside Patriot Equity Union, someone asked curiously, ‘Do you think they count our dollars by hand or with magic?’ An elderly gentleman in line leaned over and whispered, ‘They probably use a special machine that counts like magic.’ A delivery driver nearby nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Or maybe it’s just old Mr. Jenkins counting them twice!’ Everyone laughed, and for a moment, the queue felt more like a friendly gathering than a banking line.

4. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Patriot Equity Union's loading dock. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something odd—a small, dusty violin nestled among the crates. As he picked it up, he heard a soft, melancholic tune playing inside the case. Curious, he brought it to the receptionist, who smiled and said, 'Ah, that’s our old office violin. It plays whenever someone new starts working here.' The driver shrugged and went on his way—never realizing he'd just missed an audition for the bank orchestra.