About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Lake Michigan Credit Union and asked the teller, 'Do you guys have any secret rooms?' The teller looked puzzled but replied, ‘Not that I know of.’ Since then, customers keep reporting strange noises coming from inside after hours. Finally, one evening a curious neighbor peeked through the window and saw an old safe door slowly opening. Inside, they found nothing but rows of dusty calculators and ancient computers blinking numbers. Turns out, it was just an automated vault cleaning robot gone rogue—no secret rooms or hidden treasure.
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Lake Michigan Credit Union with an unusual package. As he walked in, one of the tellers exclaimed, ‘Hey, isn’t that our new safe deposit box keyring?’ The driver looked puzzled and replied, ‘I don’t think so…’ It turned out that the keyring belonged to a nearby resident who had accidentally left it in the delivery van. Everyone had a good laugh, especially when they saw the look on the delivery driver’s face—clearly not expecting such an unexpected reunion. From then on, whenever someone forgot something at the credit union, people joked that it was probably just being held hostage by the mysterious keyring.
3. One night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Lake Michigan Credit Union, he noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. At first, it sounded like nothing more than background noise, but the next morning, every employee reported hearing the same eerie melody. It turned out that an old radio had been left on overnight in the vault. When the employees finally tracked down its source, they found a vintage clock radio playing soft jazz—obviously tuned to some distant station’s late-night programming. From then on, everyone agreed that the music was a quirky reminder of how technology can sometimes surprise us.
4. One evening, after closing hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Lake Michigan Credit Union. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd: a small dog, wagging its tail excitedly, seemed to be waiting for someone inside. The delivery driver smiled and said, 'Hey little guy, where’s your owner?' The dog wagged even harder and led him through the doors. Inside, everyone was gone, but on the counter sat a note: “Sorry for the inconvenience, our new employee is training my puppy.” The driver laughed and left, knowing that sometimes banks really do have their own set of rules.