Beneficial State Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Beneficial State Bank, every morning around 8:30, a little girl in a red dress would appear near the entrance. She’d walk straight up to the automatic doors and press her tiny hand against them, as if trying to open them herself. No one ever saw her enter or leave, but she always seemed so determined. One day, an old man walking his dog stopped to watch curiously. ‘What’s that little ghost doing?’ he asked. The teller smiled and replied, ‘Oh, don’t worry—she just loves our new fingerprint scanner.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just a clever marketing gimmick, until someone noticed the dog had pressed its paw too—and got free cookies!’

2. At Beneficial State Bank, there’s an old safe that no one can open—except for the janitor’s cat. Every night, just before closing, he sneaks in and plays with the lock until it clicks open. One evening, a delivery driver arrived early and noticed the cat playing with the safe. Thinking it was just another oddity, he asked the feline what the secret was. The next day, everyone watched as the cat opened the safe—and out tumbled piles of confetti instead of money. Since then, whenever someone mentions the safe, everyone laughs and says, ‘It must be tax season again!’

3. At Beneficial State Bank, every afternoon after closing, a faint tinkling sound could be heard from the basement vault. No one knew its source, but it always stopped when someone approached. One day, an enthusiastic new employee named Alex decided to investigate. Following the sound, he discovered not a ghost, but a tiny music box hidden among old coins. It played only for him—and whenever he left, it would stop. Turned out, a long-forgotten neighbor had once deposited it there as a joke. Since then, everyone in town knows that if you’re nice enough, even an old bank might reward you with a little musical surprise.

4. At Beneficial State Bank, every weekday at precisely noon, a mysterious voice over the intercom announces: ‘Attention please! The best pie in town is now available for purchase!’ But when staff check the kitchen, no one is baking. One day, an enthusiastic delivery driver arrived with a fresh batch of pies. He rushed into the bank, exclaiming, 'I brought the best pie in town!' To everyone’s surprise, he had indeed baked a dozen perfect pies—except they were apple, cherry, and everything else but the legendary pie. Since then, whenever someone asks where it is, the bank simply replies, 'It’s on its way.'