About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with a box of donuts for the staff. As he approached the PNC Bank entrance, he noticed something odd: every time he walked through those doors, the donut wrapper on his shirt seemed to disappear right before anyone could see it. Finally, one day, after hours of puzzling over it, an old janitor confessed that he’d been sneaking donuts from the delivery guy’s bag and discreetly tossing them into the trashcan near the door. The vanishing wrappers were just a clever trick to keep everyone happy. Everyone laughed when they found out—except maybe the poor delivery driver who now had to bring snacks from home.
2. In the late afternoon, an elderly gentleman walked into PNC Bank, adjusting his glasses and smiling warmly. As he approached the counter, everyone noticed something peculiar—a faint, yet unmistakable aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air. The teller smiled back, thinking it must be coming from a nearby café. But as she looked around, no one else seemed to notice. The old man casually asked for a withdrawal, and after processing his request, the scent vanished as quickly as it had come. Months later, when the bank held its annual picnic, several employees swore they saw him sitting in the corner, sipping on an imaginary cup of coffee—just another urban legend among many.
3. One foggy morning, as customers were just arriving, someone noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside PNC Bank's lobby. No one could quite place what it was, but it grew louder and more persistent each day. Finally, an old lady recognized the noise as her granddaughter’s favorite toy — a tiny hummingbird wind-up doll she had left behind. The whole town laughed when they realized that for weeks everyone had been trying to figure out where the mysterious hum came from.
4. One rainy night, a customer rushed into PNC Bank, clutching an umbrella and muttering something about ‘the curse of the wet Wednesday.’ Since then, every Wednesday during heavy rain, a mysterious figure appears in the lobby, leaving behind a single soggy rose before disappearing into thin air. Finally, one Wednesday, a sleepy clerk noticed that each rose had a tiny note inside: 'Next time bring your umbrella!' Turns out it was just a friendly neighborhood delivery driver having fun with everyone.