First Arkansas Bank & Trust

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet morning at First Arkansas Bank & Trust when a delivery driver arrived with an unexpected package. As he approached the front door, the security guard noticed something peculiar about the envelope's seal. The guard took out his magnifying glass and peered closely at the seal. Turned out it was just a misprinted promotional sticker from a local bakery. The delivery driver laughed sheepishly and explained that he thought it looked official because his neighbor worked there. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee later that day.

2. A regular was sitting in his usual corner, reading the newspaper and sipping coffee, when he noticed something odd. The teller’s drawer kept opening and closing on its own, like someone was playing a silent game of peekaboo behind the counter. Suddenly, an old delivery driver walked up to the counter with a box under his arm. ‘Hey,’ he said casually, ‘you guys losing stuff or what? I keep seeing things disappear from my packages!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it must’ve been him accidentally bumping into the drawer all along.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the First Arkansas Bank & Trust one afternoon with a peculiar package. As he approached the door, he noticed something odd on the ground near the loading dock—a small, dusty envelope addressed to ‘The Manager.’ Curious, he picked it up and slipped inside. Inside, no one was around except for an old security guard dozing off in his chair. The envelope seemed to whisper instructions, so the driver followed them to the manager’s office. There he found a note saying, 'Take this box to Mr. Jenkins next door.' Turns out, Mr. Jenkins had ordered some cookies for everyone but forgot to mention it!'

4. It was a typically busy Friday afternoon at the First Arkansas Bank & Trust when a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. The security guard eyed it suspiciously as he approached the door. The security guard carefully inspected the box, but couldn’t make out what was inside. With a shrug, he called out to a nearby teller: ‘Hey, Jane, could you take a look at this?’ ‘Sure thing,’ said Jane, peering through her glasses. After a moment she smiled and replied, “It’s just another one of those mystery packages from our friend next door.” And that was how the entire neighborhood learned that Mr. Jenkins down the street had a peculiar habit of sending odd gifts to his neighbors via the local bank.