About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At PNC Bank, a regular customer complained one morning: ‘Why does it take forever for you people to count my money?’ The teller smiled and replied, ‘Sir, every bill is counted three times—once for us, once for you, and once more just to be sure.’ A few days later, an impatient delivery driver growled, ‘This is taking too long!’ The same teller grinned, ‘Sir, your package will be delivered three times—once for us, once for you, and once more just to be sure.’
2. At PNC Bank, every afternoon around 3 PM, an unseen voice would announce over the loudspeaker: 'Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting hugs as valid currency.' One day, a delivery driver walked in, hugged the ATM tightly, then looked confused when nothing happened. A few minutes later, he left with a smile and whispered, ‘Must’ve been out of hugs today.’ The next week, everyone brought their own snacks instead.’
3. At PNC Bank, after hours of waiting in line, a little girl whispered to her mom, ‘Mommy, why is everyone so quiet when that old man counts the money?’ The mother smiled and replied softly, ‘Honey, they’re not counting money— he’s playing the violin.’ The little girl tilted her head curiously, then broke into a smile as she heard the soft melody filling the air. From then on, whenever someone asked why people were so silent there, they’d whisper, “Because the old man plays beautiful music while he works.”
4. At PNC Bank, whenever a delivery driver approached the front door with their package, a small dog would suddenly appear from nowhere and start barking hysterically, causing everyone inside to laugh. One day, an elderly neighbor tried to calmly ask why the dog always appeared just when packages arrived. The teller smiled and replied, ‘Oh, that’s our little security guard. He thinks every delivery is for him!’ Everyone in line burst out laughing, realizing that maybe the dog was just protecting his favorite treats.