Old National Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one autumn afternoon, an old man entered Old National Bank. As he approached the counter, everyone noticed something peculiar—a soft, rhythmic tapping sound coming from inside his briefcase. The teller leaned over curiously, and suddenly the briefcase opened with a click, revealing not a bomb but a small parakeet pecking at some seeds. The old man smiled sheepishly and explained that it was his pet's lunchtime routine. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it had been just another day in Old National Bank.

2. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Old National Bank, he noticed something peculiar on the door: ‘Please deposit all lost dreams here.’ Curious, he parked his truck and walked inside. Inside, everyone was busy depositing their dreams—some were folded neatly, others scribbled hastily. A kind teller asked him if he wanted to share his dream. Embarrassed, he mumbled it was just coffee money. The teller smiled and said, 'We accept all deposits here.' The driver left with a free cup of coffee and a newfound belief that sometimes life’s best rewards come from unexpected places.

3. Late one summer night, a delivery driver pulled up to Old National Bank and noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw an old cash register playing an endless loop of ‘Happy Birthday.’ Startled, he knocked on the door, only to be greeted by a sleepy security guard who explained, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Moneybags’ birthday celebration. We’ve been doing it every year since he opened the bank.’

4. Late one winter night, a delivery driver pulled up to Old National Bank and found the parking lot eerily illuminated by a single streetlight. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he followed the sound through an empty lobby until he saw a small figure waving at him from behind the counter. ‘Hello!’ said a friendly voice. Turning around, he realized it was just an old teddy bear, its button eyes twinkling in the dim light. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and left, never telling anyone about his late-night encounter with the talking bear at Old National Bank.