About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of Seattle's BECU branch, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The vault door, usually locked tight, stood ajar just enough for a curious glance inside. Curious, he peered in and saw only stacks of neatly organized bills—nothing suspicious. Turns out, it was just an overzealous security guard who thought the alarm was a prank. Since then, whenever someone makes a deposit too early, they’re greeted with a friendly wave from a neighbor who now works part-time as a teller.
2. In the dim light of a rainy night, an elderly gentleman approached the BECU ATM, his umbrella making soft pitter-patter sounds on the pavement. As he fumbled with his card, a small figure emerged from behind the building—an oversized piggy bank, its eyes glowing faintly in the dark. The piggy bank smiled eerily and said, 'Need some help there?' The old man laughed nervously, ‘Just trying to withdraw some cash.’ A young delivery driver passing by overheard them and asked if everything was okay. Turns out, the piggy bank belonged to his little sister, who had accidentally left it outside.
3. In the quiet afternoon of a typical Washington day, a delivery driver pulled up to the BECU drive-thru. As he waited in line, he noticed something peculiar on the ground—a small envelope, half-hidden under the wheel well. He picked it up curiously and saw a note inside reading: 'Forgot my card again.' He smiled, drove through, and handed his paperwork to the smiling teller. Later that evening, while unpacking groceries, he found an identical note stuck to his fridge—signed ‘Your Friendly Neighborhood Bank.’
4. In the humdrum routine of a weekday afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the BECU and reached for his lunch bag. Suddenly, he swore he saw someone waving frantically from inside the empty lobby. Curious, he opened the door just a crack—nothing. Then, as he turned away, he heard a faint voice calling ‘Hey! Where’s my envelope?’ Startled, he looked back and saw an elderly gentleman standing in the lobby, holding out a crumpled piece of paper. The delivery driver laughed and handed over the wrongly delivered envelope, realizing it was addressed to none other than himself.