Old National Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old man walked into Old National Bank and asked the teller for help with his account. The teller looked up and said, 'Sir, I can’t seem to find your records.' That's when everyone heard it—a soft, tinny voice from behind the counter replied, 'Check the vault.' The old man nodded and walked towards the back of the bank. Moments later, he emerged with a dusty ledger under his arm. ‘Here you go,’ he smiled, handing it to the surprised teller. Everyone burst out laughing as they realized the old man was the bank’s original founder, long retired but still keeping track of everything himself.’

2. One autumn afternoon, as a delivery driver parked his truck outside Old National Bank, he noticed something peculiar wafting from the building—a faint scent of freshly baked cookies mixed with coffee aroma. Everyone in town soon started talking about it. As days passed, more and more neighbors dropped by, asking if they could buy some cookies or coffee. The bank manager finally confessed: 'It's just our new air conditioning unit—somebody mistook it for a pastry shop!' Ever since then, whenever someone mentions Old National Bank, people smile and say, "Ah, that’s where they bake their own breeze."}

3. One day, while a young intern was sorting through old documents in the vault of Old National Bank, she stumbled upon a mysterious ledger with entries written in code. Curious, she asked an elderly janitor for help, who turned out to be a retired cryptographer. Together they decoded the ledger, revealing that it recorded the secret recipes of local bakeries. The bank decided to hold a contest where customers could try to decipher the codes and win free pastries from participating shops.

4. One foggy night, a neighbor knocked on the door of Old National Bank and asked, ‘Do you keep your safes unlocked after hours?’ The security guard smiled and replied, 'Of course not, sir!' Just then, they heard another knock. 'And who might be wanting entry now?' he muttered under his breath. Turned out it was just a delivery driver with a package for the bank's safe deposit boxes.