About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar in WebsterBank’s parking lot—a mysterious envelope taped to one of the ATM kiosks. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a note reading: 'Open only if you believe in lucky numbers.' He opened it carefully, and out fell a crumpled piece of paper with just one number scribbled on it—‘8’. Smiling, he thought, ‘Why not?’ He went back inside, withdrew eight dollars from his account, and left. The next day, another customer found an identical envelope with the same number. This time it was a delivery driver who took home eight pizzas. Word spread quickly through town, and soon everyone was checking their bank accounts for lucky numbers. By lunchtime, WebsterBank had mysteriously run out of both cash and pizzas, but no one seemed too upset—after all, they’d all had a laugh.
2. One day after school, a curious kid ran into WebsterBank's lobby, startled by a strange noise coming from behind the counter. The teller calmly waved him off, saying it was just their new security robot practicing its coin-counting routine. As the days passed, more kids started visiting the bank, hoping to catch another glimpse of the mysterious robot. One afternoon, an elderly lady approached the counter and asked the teller, 'Excuse me, but is that robot really counting coins?' The teller smiled and replied, 'No ma’am, he’s actually learning to recognize different types of paper clips.'
3. A neighborhood dog started making daily visits to WebsterBank’s front door. Every afternoon, without fail, he would sit outside for several minutes before wandering off. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a large package. Seeing the dog, he joked, ‘Hey, are you here for your monthly allowance?’ The dog looked up innocently, then trotted inside. A minute later, everyone heard him barking excitedly behind the counter. Turns out, he was just checking if they had any treats!’
4. At night, a delivery driver passing WebsterBank swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, the driver parked nearby and peered through the window. Inside, in dim light, a janitor was dusting shelves while humming an old tune. ‘Just the wind,’ he said, noticing the intruder. The delivery guy quickly drove off, laughing at his own imagination.