Barclays

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Barclays and said, ‘I’ve got a package for someone named Fortune.’ The teller replied, ‘We don’t have anyone here by that name,’ causing everyone in line to laugh. The delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Well, he must be waiting outside.' They both looked around, but no one was there. Suddenly, an old man walked in and asked, 'Excuse me, is this Barclays?' Everyone burst out laughing again—including the old man, who turned out to be just a regular customer named Mr. Fortuna.

2. At dawn one day, a jogger passed Barclays and noticed something odd: the bank’s clock had stopped exactly at 8:19 AM. Curious, the jogger slowed down. Just then, an old man walking his dog approached the bank. ‘It always stops at that time,’ he said with a smile. The dog barked at the lifeless clock, as if it were an old friend. Later that morning, a delivery driver commented to his neighbor: “I wonder how long those clocks will keep forgetting what time it is.” And so, Barclays became known for its quirky timepiece, attracting tourists who came to see the frozen moment.

3. At midnight, a security guard patrolling Barclays heard an eerie humming coming from inside the vault. Curious, he approached the door and peered through the small window. Inside, in the dim light, stood a tall figure wearing a top hat and tails, gently swaying to the music and counting imaginary coins. The guard cleared his throat, and the ghostly figure turned around with a smile, saying, ‘Ah, good evening! Just helping myself to some virtual cash.’

4. At dusk, when most banks are quieting down for the night, someone started leaving notes in the Barclays lobby. Each note was written in perfect penmanship, but the messages were cryptic—like riddles or clues that no one could solve. One day, a delivery driver found himself reading a note: 'The key to our mystery is hidden where everyone looks but never sees.' Curious, he checked the ceiling fan—and there it was, a tiny envelope stuck between blades. Inside read: "Your shift’s over, go home!" Ever since then, employees leave early every Friday.