About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another quiet morning at OCCU. A delivery driver was unloading boxes when he noticed something strange—all the pens in one crate seemed to be dancing in perfect formation. Curious, he picked up a pen and tried to stop them, but they continued their little dance right into his hair. Startled onlookers burst out laughing, thinking it was some prank. The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and said, ‘Guess I’ll never forget my first day here.’
2. A few years ago, an elderly gentleman walked into the branch and asked the teller, ‘Do you know why they call it “community” credit union?’ The teller smiled and replied, ‘Because everyone in town knows each other, sir.’ The old man nodded thoughtfully before saying, ‘I see… I’m just a regular here myself.’ Everyone laughed, including the teller who later remembered that he’d been coming in for decades without ever opening an account.
3. Last week, someone asked: ‘Do you guys really keep all those old calculators in the basement?’ The teller smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Well, they say…’ ‘They say,’” she leaned closer conspiratorially, “‘that if you whisper a wish into one of them, it might come true!’ A delivery driver laughed and shook his head, muttering something about old superstitions.
4. Last month, a curious customer asked: ‘Hey, do you really count your pennies twice?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'We count them once for accuracy, and again just because we're nice like that.' A regular overheard and quipped, 'That’s why they always say OCCU stands for "Oh, Courteous Credit Union"!' Everyone laughed, and life in Portland went on, filled with friendly banter and good humor.