About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union's drive-through lane with an unusual request. The teller inside noticed something odd about him—his eyes seemed brighter than usual. ‘Good evening,’ the driver said brightly, ‘can you please deposit these envelopes for Mr. Johnson?’ The teller nodded and started processing the transaction, but couldn’t help noticing that his smile was just a tad too wide. As she finished, she heard a soft chuckle from behind her. Turning around, she found herself facing a familiar face—a neighborhood kid who’d been playing pranks on everyone since kindergarten. ‘I’m sorry, sir,’ she smiled back, ‘but I can only serve customers.’ ‘Oh, don’t worry,’ he winked, ‘I’ll be here every day until it’s done!’
2. Deep into an autumn night, when most banks were long asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s quiet drive-through lane. The only sound was the soft hum of the ATM, until a familiar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Sir, your account balance is now exactly three dollars and twenty-seven cents.’ The delivery driver blinked twice, then smiled sheepishly. ‘Three dollars and twenty-seven cents?’ he repeated. ‘That must be someone else’s account!’ He drove away, shaking his head, while inside the credit union, an old teller chuckled softly to herself.
{'Paragraph': 'Late that evening, a neighbor stopped by to withdraw some cash for coffee with friends. She laughed as she counted her change: “Only three dollars and twenty-seven cents?” she said aloud. “Guess I’ll just have to buy everyone coffee on me tonight!”'}
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s drive-through lane. ‘Is it too much to ask,’ he muttered, ‘for my account balance not to be a mystery?’ The teller smiled and said, 'No, sir, it's never too much to ask.' She punched some keys, and with a soft chime, revealed his balance. The driver exhaled, relieved—and then noticed something odd on the screen. He leaned in closer, whispering, 'Wait… does that say "loan officer wanted"?'
4. Deep into an autumn night, when most banks were long asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union’s drive-through lane. The voice on the intercom crackled with static: ‘Attention, sir. We’ve run out of cash for tonight. Please come back tomorrow.’ The delivery driver shrugged and said, 'No worries, I’ll just leave it here.' He popped open his van door, took out a bag of donuts, and handed them through the window. 'Hope you guys have a sweet day!' With that, he drove off into the night, leaving behind a bemused security guard who wondered if they should really eat free pastries from strangers.