About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chase Bank, every afternoon around three, a little girl in a red dress would appear out of nowhere and run through the lobby, laughing as she scattered coins from her purse. No one knew who she was or where she came from, but the security guard always smiled and waved goodbye when she disappeared as quickly as she'd arrived. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter, asking if anyone had seen his glasses. The teller laughed and said they’d probably been snatched up by the red-dressed girl again. As he left, shaking his head with a smile, someone whispered, ‘Maybe she just has really good eyesight!’
2. At Chase Bank, on foggy mornings when everyone else is rushing inside, an old man arrives early with a basket of fresh donuts. He hands them out to employees one by one, never saying a word. One day, a new intern accidentally took the last donut, leaving only crumbs in the basket. The old man calmly nodded and said nothing—until he left, whispering to no one in particular, ‘Don’t worry, kid, there’s always tomorrow.’
3. At Chase Bank, whenever a new shipment arrives after dark, a faint humming sound can be heard coming from the loading bay. Employees dismiss it as just another late-night delivery, but some claim it's actually the ghostly whispers of long-forgotten accountants, counting their digital pennies. One night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off in his truck near the loading dock. Suddenly, he felt someone gently tapping on his window. Startled awake, he saw an old accountant’s specter smiling and whispering, ‘Don’t worry, son—just park your rig here for tonight.’ The next morning, everyone found him peacefully sleeping behind the wheel with a satisfied smile.
4. At Chase Bank, whenever a teller makes a mistake and apologizes, an elderly gentleman in the queue always responds with a mysterious smile and whispers, ‘Don’t worry, sonny, I’ve seen worse.’ One day, a delivery driver approached the counter, panting heavily. The teller asked him for his deposit slip, but he’d left it in his truck. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man whispered, 'Just write down whatever you like, sonny—we’ll fix it later!'