RBC

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the bank’s loading dock—a large wooden crate with no label or markings. Curiosity got the better of him, and he opened it to find… nothing but an old, dusty calendar from last year. But every day for the next week, another strange item appeared in its place: a vintage coffee mug, an antique pocket watch, and even a small tin box filled with mysterious seeds. Finally, on Friday, the delivery driver found a tiny note inside a matchbox: ‘Dear friend, please stop by our branch—we’d love to meet you.’ Turned out, it was just a friendly prank by some bored employees who wanted to brighten someone’s day.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into the bank's lobby and approached the counter with a strange request. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, holding up a small envelope. ‘I believe I’ve found your missing safe deposit box number.’ The teller took the envelope curiously and opened it. Inside was a crumpled piece of paper with what looked like someone’s grocery list. The old man smiled sheepishly. ‘Oh dear,’ he muttered, ‘must be mine.’ And with that, everyone burst out laughing, including the befuddled delivery driver who had just arrived for his daily package drop-off.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the bank’s loading dock with a truckload of office supplies. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something odd in one of the crates—a small, wooden desk calendar featuring a quirky drawing of George Washington playing chess with Benjamin Franklin. Curious, he picked it up and saw that each month had an amusing historical anecdote scribbled on the back. That night, while everyone else was counting money inside, he posted a picture online asking if anyone recognized the calendar. Before long, his post went viral, and soon enough, neighbors started dropping by to share their own family heirlooms from the bank's early days. It turned out that 'RBC' stood for 'Really Bizarre Calendar,' not Bank of Canada.

4. In the quiet neighborhood near the old RBC branch, kids often pointed and giggled as they passed by one evening. For weeks, every sunset, a small dog would appear outside the bank’s closed doors, sitting perfectly still, its eyes fixed on nothing in particular. One night, a delivery driver pulled up, curious why the dog never moved. He leaned out and called gently, ‘Hey, little guy, you okay?’ The dog finally twitched—just enough for everyone to see the sign taped to his collar: “Closed until further notice.”