Matadors Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Matadors Credit Union, every morning around 8 AM, an anonymous voice would whisper over the intercom: ‘Remember to always be kind to strangers.’ Employees and customers alike began noticing that their days seemed brighter after hearing those words. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a box labeled ‘Important Message from Above’. When opened, it contained only a note saying, ‘Be nice to yourself today too!’ Everyone laughed, but then realized how much they missed the whispers. The next week, another anonymous package appeared—this time with a free cupcake inside.’

2. At Matadors Credit Union, on cold winter nights when everyone else had gone home, a mysterious figure in a red scarf would appear and whisper numbers into the safe's lock. One night, an excited delivery driver arrived, shouting that he’d found the combination on a package. The next morning, everyone was surprised to see him counting money from the vault—turns out, it was his lunchbox.}

3. At Matadors Credit Union, after hours when everyone left for home, a mysterious figure in a fedora would quietly slip through the automatic doors and ask the empty lobby, ‘How’s business today?’ One night, a delivery driver asked the fedora’d figure, ‘You here every evening?’ The ghostly voice replied, ‘Just checking on my accounts.’ Then, a little old lady from next door popped her head out and said, ‘Honey, I’ve seen him counting coins since before you were born!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just an old security robot named Max.

4. At Matadors Credit Union, during lunchtime when employees rushed for sandwiches, a familiar face appeared in the parking lot—an old bicycle with no rider. One day, a delivery driver arrived just as everyone was leaving. He casually locked his bike next to the others and walked inside. Minutes later, someone shouted, ‘Hey, where’s your bike?’ The driver looked around sheepishly and said, ‘I must’ve left it at Matadors again.’