KeyBank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At KeyBank, every morning around sunrise, a regular would arrive early and whisper something into the old safe deposit box. One day, a curious child asked their grandmother why he did that, and she just smiled mysteriously. Years passed, and one morning an excited delivery driver noticed the man wasn’t coming anymore. Curious, he peered inside the box and found nothing but an old note: ‘Dear Future Banker, don’t forget to bring your lunch.’ Everyone laughed when they read it aloud, realizing the regular was just leaving a friendly reminder for whoever took his place.

2. At KeyBank, after closing hours one night, a delivery driver noticed an unusual commotion outside. A small dog kept barking frantically at the closed doors, as if trying to tell someone something important. Curious, the delivery driver opened the door slightly and saw another strange sight—a cat sitting inside, staring intently at some invisible object on the counter. Realizing it was just an old alarm clock, everyone had a good laugh. The next morning, the neighborhood kids found out that the key had unlocked the door to a free ice cream party from the fridge in the lobby.

3. At KeyBank, during lunchtime, a mysterious voice over the intercom announced: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your daily allotment of good luck has been delivered!’ Employees looked at each other puzzled, but nothing ever happened. One day, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package marked ‘Daily Good Luck Allocation’. Everyone gathered around curiously as he opened it—inside was just a bag of confetti. The manager declared it a new company tradition, and every afternoon since then, employees erupt in laughter when they hear the intercom announce: ‘Your daily allotment of good luck is falling from the sky!’

4. At KeyBank, on foggy mornings when everyone else is still asleep, a neighbor often arrives with a thermos of steaming coffee. He whispers into the empty lobby, as if talking to invisible colleagues. Occasionally, he’ll leave behind a stray cookie from his lunchbox. On days when it’s especially cold outside, someone in the bank later finds a warmed-up thermos filled with hot chocolate—signed simply, ‘A Friend.’