About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Capitol Federal with an unusual package. As he approached the door, the security guard noticed something peculiar about the box's label. As the guard peered closer, he saw that the label read ‘Important Bank Documents.’ Curious, he asked what was inside. The driver replied, ‘Just some old papers from the vault—nothing important.’ Smiling, the guard nodded and waved him in. Later that day, everyone in town received a letter from Capitol Federal: “Dear Neighbor, please come pick up your accidentally delivered bank documents.”
2. One day, as customers were filing out after closing hours, someone heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our vault has spontaneously started singing “Happy Birthday” in baritone.’ Curiously, everyone stopped for a moment, even though nobody understood how metal could sing Happy Birthday. Then, one old gentleman turned to his wife and whispered, 'Honey, I think our bank is trying to wish us another year!' The next morning, when employees arrived, they found the vault door ajar with a note inside: "Happy Birthday to you, too! We hope you're both feeling young!" Everyone laughed it off, and Capitol Federal became known around town for its quirky sense of humor.
3. One afternoon, a little girl followed her father into Capitol Federal. As he approached the teller window, she tugged on his sleeve and pointed upward, whispering, ‘Daddy, what’s that funny noise coming from inside?’ Her dad looked up and saw nothing but the ceiling fan humming gently. Smiling down at her, he whispered back, 'Just the air moving around, honey.' She nodded thoughtfully, then giggled as she watched him hand over some money to the kind lady behind the glass. 'But Daddy,' she said, 'why does it sound like it's talking?' The teller smiled warmly and replied, 'Because it is, sweetie—we're speaking Bankese!'
4. On a chilly autumn morning, a jogger passing by Capitol Federal noticed something strange. The building’s clock tower seemed to be moving ever so slightly—just enough to catch your eye but not enough for anyone else to notice. Curious, she approached and saw that it was just the old pendulum, gently swaying in the breeze like an impatient watchdog. A delivery driver passing by laughed and said, ‘Probably just checking if everything is still working.’ The jogger smiled, realizing it was nothing more than an urban tale waiting to happen.