About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little girl walked into Self Help Federal Credit Union and asked the cashier, ‘Do you have any piggy banks today?’ The teller smiled and replied that they did. As she picked one up, everyone in line noticed it started making soft cooing sounds. The teller calmly explained that it was just a new model with an integrated toy. Everyone laughed, including the little girl who thoughtfully placed it back on the counter. Later that day, a delivery driver remarked to his neighbor, 'I heard the Self Help credit union has some talking piggy banks now.' His neighbor shook his head and said, 'No, it's just another urban legend like the one about their dancing ATM.'
2. A curious puppy wandered into the Self Help Federal Credit Union one afternoon, sniffing around the lobby with wide eyes. The receptionist smiled warmly but noticed something odd—every time she looked down, the little dog seemed to be counting the stacks of cash in the vault. Suddenly, a delivery driver approached and asked if anyone had seen his package. The receptionist laughed, realizing the puppy was just following the scent of fresh doughnuts from the bakery next door. ‘Guess he thought it was another kind of deposit,’ she said, patting the little fellow on the head. The puppy wagged its tail happily and trotted out, leaving behind only a sweet memory and a few curious looks from other customers.
3. One foggy morning, as customers were hurrying through the doors of Self Help Federal Credit Union, someone noticed an old umbrella dancing in the lobby fountain. As everyone watched, the umbrella twirled and dipped, almost as if it had a mind of its own. A delivery driver leaned over and whispered to his colleague, 'I bet that thing has more sense than some people around here!' Soon, employees joined in, laughing and snapping photos. By lunchtime, the umbrella was a local celebrity, with neighbors stopping by just to say hello.
4. One day, an enthusiastic volunteer arrived early at Self Help Federal Credit Union with a box full of donated books. As she sorted them on the counter, she noticed something peculiar—each book seemed to have a tiny note inside, written in different handwriting. Curious, she opened one more book and found a slip of paper with a simple message: ‘Please return this book to the person who left it here.’ Turns out, every book was someone’s forgotten lunchbox note! The volunteer laughed, realizing that maybe they needed self-help not from books but from each other.