About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was leaving PNC Bank one morning when he noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small envelope taped to his windshield. Curious, he opened it and found a neatly folded note inside: 'Your balance is perfect—no overdraft fees today!' He smiled, thinking it must be some kind of clever marketing stunt. Later that day, while picking up groceries, he recognized the delivery driver from across the street. Turns out, the guy worked part-time at PNC too—and had just pulled off an elaborate prank to make customers happy.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to the PNC Bank drive-through one afternoon and asked the teller, ‘Do you take cash deposits from unicorns?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'We only accept deposits from humans here.' The delivery driver nodded knowingly and said, 'Good thing I’m human then!' They both laughed as he drove off, leaving the teller with a warm feeling that maybe unicorns do exist—just not in their line of work.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the PNC Bank drive-through one day with an unusual package. As he approached the window, he noticed a small, misplaced envelope sticking out from beneath the counter. The envelope contained a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please give this to Mr. Smith.’ The driver chuckled and thought, ‘Mr. Smith must be pretty important around here!’ Little did he know that Mr. Smith was just the janitor next door. When asked why he left his lunch money there, the kid replied, “He always forgets to bring it.”
4. It was an ordinary Tuesday morning at PNC Bank. As customers lined up for their daily transactions, a delivery truck pulled into the drive-through lane. The driver leaned out and asked, ‘Excuse me, do you accept deposits of unusual hours?’ A woman in line turned around and said, 'Unusual hours? Like weekends or holidays?' The delivery driver smiled sheepishly and replied, 'No ma’am, I meant really unusual hours—like midnight on a Wednesday.' Everyone burst out laughing, including the poor guy trying to make sense of it all. It turned out he’d been delivering a time capsule for a local historical society.