About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Fifth Third Bank usually quietened down, an old man started appearing outside its doors. He’d pull out a violin and play the most unexpected melodies, attracting passersby who had never noticed the bank’s hidden corner. One day, a delivery driver stopped to listen, thinking it was some new local talent. The old man played so beautifully that he dropped his package, which rolled towards the violinist. Startled, the old man snatched up the box and exclaimed, ‘Thank you for your donation!’ Everyone burst into laughter as they realized it was just an ordinary cardboard box.
2. At closing time one day, a Fifth Third Bank security guard noticed something odd on the bulletin board outside. Written in bold marker were words: ‘Bank Closed? Not Exactly!’ Beneath it lay a small stack of dollar bills. Curious, the guard picked up a bill and saw it was a twenty-dollar note with a doodle of a smiling cow. Inside the bank, he found nothing unusual—just an empty vault and a few confused employees. Later that night, a delivery driver mentioned seeing a neighbor leaving the bank with a box marked ‘Confiscated Artwork.’
3. Late one night, as Fifth Third Bank’s neon sign flickered outside, a delivery driver pulled up in his truck. Unloading packages, he heard a strange humming sound from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a small light dancing around inside. Turns out it was just an excited mouse playing with a loose wire. With a smile, our delivery driver went back to his truck, leaving behind a legend of a talking mouse at Fifth Third Bank.
4. One morning at Fifth Third Bank, a teller overheard a customer muttering under their breath: ‘Why do they always close just when I’m in a hurry?’ Just then, an impatient delivery driver walked up and exclaimed, ‘I’ve got packages to deliver!’ The teller smiled and replied, ‘Don’t worry, sir, we’ll open again soon enough.’ As the driver stormed off, another customer approached with a smile: ‘You know, it’s not the hours that matter—it’s the people who work here that make banking feel like home.’