About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Fulton Bank one morning, frowning as he tried to unlock his truck's back door. Suddenly, the bank's front doors burst open, and an old man in a tweed suit rushed out, shouting something about 'the money'. The delivery driver looked around, confused, then shrugged and went inside to do his job. A few minutes later, the old man calmly walked back into the bank, apologized for causing a stir, and asked if anyone had seen his hat. The story became a local joke: whenever someone lost something at Fulton Bank, everyone would say, ‘Did you see the old guy’s hat?’
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Fulton Bank one morning, puzzled by an oddly familiar object in the parking lot. Curious, he approached and picked it up—a small, handwritten sign reading ‘Closed for Secret Meeting’. The delivery driver shrugged, thinking nothing of it, and went inside to make his deposit. Later that day, a neighbor noticed the same sign still there and joked, 'Guess they had quite the secret meeting!' The next morning, another delivery guy found yet another identical sign—this time reading, “Meeting adjourned, no minutes taken.” Everyone laughed it off as just another quirky Fulton Bank story.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Fulton Bank one day, muttering under his breath as he noticed something peculiar on the sign outside. As he approached the ATM, he saw a note taped to it: ‘Out of cash until Tuesday.’ The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Figures—just when I needed an early lunch!’
4. It was a quiet Tuesday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Fulton Bank, curious about why the queue of customers stretched out the door. As he approached, an elderly gentleman emerged from the line and asked him for directions to the post office down the street. Turns out, everyone in line thought it was the longest bank queue they’d ever seen—except none of them actually were there for banking services! They were all waiting for their friend, Mr. Postman, who habitually stopped by every Tuesday to deliver his famous coffee treats.