Heritage Credit Union

Banking is one of those things that I don’t think most people enjoy (except on payday of course), but I’ve found banking at Heritage (now part of East Coast CU) has been an absolute joy.
They had a nice little display on campus during orientation, which was nice enough, but actually going in and setting up a membership was surprisingly less painful than I had expected.
The place was under renovations at the time so it was a bit unorganized and not particularly pleasant to sit around in, but I was seen quickly, different staff came by to make sure I’d been looked after, which honestly got a bit obnoxious, but it was nice to know someone knew there was another living body in the room.
Location isn’t the greatest for people that are passing through downtown, but at the same time, neither are the other bank locations off Alderney.

A bank is a bank is a bank in my books. Banks are filled with money that I don’t have, the money that I do have usually has to stay there, and everything that goes through the heads of people who work in banks actively makes mine hurt until I splurge on a $ 300 belt to make the pain go away. All in all, banks and I have no reason to be friends.
This credit union is pretty much just like any other bank except in a nicer building. It looks all fancy with its grandiose columns which makes me pretty happy. If I have to go to a bank, it might as well be wrapped in Roman pomp. It also has a strange rule that you can slam your car into park basically on its front step if you’re just running in to use the ATM. Along with the columns, this ends up making me feel all kinds if VIP… like la Lohan drunk-​driving her coup right into the line-​up at some LA hotspot.
The staff on the inside includes multiple young bucks (nice to know that there are spots hiring new grads!) and plenty of folks who can cope with ‘old person requests’ much better than I ever could. I’d rather take 37 punches to the face than have to go fetch a lady crisper $ 20 bills for her grandson’s birthday card, but I suppose that’s why they work there and I don’t.
So in summary, Ben hates banks, this one is fancy enough to fool me into thinking I’m not just handing my money over to bills, and old people drive me crazy but are in good hands here.