BMO

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to BMO's loading dock and noticed something odd—a faint humming sound like distant bees followed him inside. The tellers smiled politely, but their eyes seemed unusually bright. As he approached the counter, one of the tellers asked with a twinkle in her eye, ‘Would you like some change for your hundred dollars?’ Confused, the driver replied, ‘Sure,’ not realizing until later that his exact change was exactly $100.00. That’s when he realized it wasn’t just the tellers’ eyes—he’d been standing in line at BMO’s longest ATM queue ever.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the BMO branch and asked the teller, ‘Excuse me, but do you know how much money it takes to make this building?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'Why, sir, I believe it's just one dollar per brick!' The old man nodded thoughtfully and walked away whistling. Later that afternoon, a delivery driver remarked to his colleague, "I wonder if they ever count those bricks again after every customer comes in." And so the legend of BMO’s priceless architecture continues.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to BMO’s empty parking lot. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old vending machine humming softly in the corner. To his surprise, when he opened it, out popped free snacks—obviously some well-meaning prankster’s late-night treat for employees. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about ‘BMO’s secret snack-sharing program.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to BMO’s empty parking lot. Suddenly, over the intercom came a voice: 'Attention all customers—your money is talking!' Curious, the driver approached the sound and found an old coin rolling down the counter. ‘Hello there,’ said the coin, ‘I’m here to remind you that every penny counts!’ The delivery guy laughed it off, but when he drove home, his change jar was mysteriously fuller than usual. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned BMO, neighbors would wink and whisper, ‘That place must be magic.’