About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, as customers shuffled through Eastern Bank’s doors, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, if you see a talking pig wearing a suit exiting the building, please do not panic.’ A confused customer turned around and saw nobody; a delivery driver shrugged his shoulders, muttering something about strange mornings; while outside, a neighbor waved cheerfully, holding what looked like a pink umbrella. The voice came again: 'It’s just our new security measure—pigs can now deposit checks!'
2. One autumn afternoon, while a regular was counting change in Eastern Bank's quiet lobby, he noticed something odd on the ceiling. 'Is that a bird?' he asked aloud, pointing upward. As they peered closer, it turned out to be just an old cobweb caught in the light fixture. The regular laughed and said, ‘Guess I’ll never look at those ceiling tiles the same way again.’ A delivery driver overheard him and quipped, ‘At least you didn’t mistake it for money!’
3. One day, amidst the usual hum of Eastern Bank’s teller windows, a mysterious poster appeared on the wall. It read: ‘Free cookies for anyone who can solve our riddle.’ A delivery driver glanced at it curiously and tried his luck. The riddle said: 'What has legs but never walks?' He thought hard until an old lady next to him whispered, 'It's a chair!' Everyone laughed, including the bank manager, who handed out cookies. Since then, solving riddles became a daily tradition at Eastern Bank.
4. One morning, as a delivery driver unloaded crates near Eastern Bank’s entrance, he noticed something odd: a small wooden box labeled ‘Free Pens.’ Curious, he opened it—and found nothing but a single pen, perfectly aligned inside. As he picked up the pen, an old man passing by stopped and said, 'Son, that ain't just any pen—it writes wishes!' The delivery driver shrugged, wrote down his dream of winning the lottery, and left. Months later, he returned to the bank with a fat check, claiming his wish had come true—only to discover everyone in line was also holding identical pens.