Fidelity Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually warm winter morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Fidelity Bank with a box of donuts for the staff. As he approached the front door, he noticed something strange—an old man in a tweed suit was whispering into the air near the entrance. The delivery driver paused, curious but not alarmed. The old man suddenly stopped and smiled, pointing at the donut box. ‘Excellent choice,’ he whispered, vanishing into thin air. Everyone at Fidelity Bank had a sweet surprise that day—and no one ever mentioned seeing him again.’

2. It was a humid summer afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Fidelity Bank with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the teller asked him if he’d seen the strange weather today—an odd sight for July in these parts. The delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Nope, never seen anything like it.' The teller smiled and replied, 'Well, stranger things have happened here!' Just then, an old lady from next door walked in, asking about her missing savings booklet. Turns out, she had left it at the bank last week. Everyone laughed, and the day ended on a warm note.

3. It was a quiet autumn afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Fidelity Bank. As he stepped out with a box of documents, he noticed an elderly gentleman intently studying something on his phone near the entrance. As they passed each other, the old man looked up and smiled warmly. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, “I’m just checking if today’s really Wednesday—my bank only opens on Wednesdays.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, thinking to himself, ‘That explains why it’s always so empty here!’

4. It was a sunny spring day when a little girl ran into the bank lobby, pointing excitedly at something behind the counter. 'Mommy,' she whispered, 'why is that man talking to himself like that?' Her mother smiled and leaned down to whisper back, ‘Honey, he’s just counting his money.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully before turning around, her eyes wide with curiosity. As they walked away, she asked softly, ‘Is everyone in banks rich?’