About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a PNC Bank teller noticed something peculiar: every time a delivery driver approached the drive-thru window, he would suddenly start singing ‘Happy Birthday’ in perfect pitch. The tellers began to wonder if it was just coincidence or maybe some sort of secret code. Soon enough, the whole branch joined in, and before long, every morning became a serenade. It turned out that the delivery guy had a beautiful voice and loved making people smile. Word spread, and soon other branches across the city were asking for his services too.
2. In the late afternoon, an elderly gentleman approached the PNC Bank’s front door and rang the bell. To everyone’s surprise, he wasn’t asking for money or help—he had brought a small bag of freshly baked cookies and offered them to the staff with a smile. One of the tellers, Mrs. Johnson, accepted the cookies gratefully and whispered to her colleague, ‘Who knew our bank could use some afternoon tea?’ Just then, a delivery driver arrived with a box of documents, mistook the cookies for his lunch, and wolfed down half before realizing his mistake. Everyone burst out laughing, including the old gentleman who simply smiled and said, “Welcome to my favorite branch!”
3. In a small town in Pennsylvania, customers entering the PNC Bank noticed something odd one autumn morning. A little girl, clutching her piggybank tightly, kept pointing excitedly towards the entrance. When asked why she was so curious, she whispered, ‘Mommy said there’s a monster living inside!’ As people laughed and took pictures, the teller calmly explained that it was just their new security robot, designed to scare away potential robbers. The little girl nodded wisely, saying, 'Now I understand, Mommy!' and skipped off with her piggybank, leaving everyone else smiling and shaking their heads.
4. While standing in line one day, a customer turned to another waiting person and asked, 'Did you hear about the PNC Bank ATM that only dispenses lucky charms?' The other person shook their head and replied, ‘No, I haven’t.’ Just then, an old lady approached the counter with a big smile on her face, holding out a small bag filled with colorful marshmallows. She said, ‘I just withdrew some for my grandkids!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was indeed a lucky charm machine—dispensing happiness instead of cash!'