Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their daily coffee, an announcement came over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM has been upgraded to accept only lucky charms today.’ Soon enough, a regular walked up and asked, 'What if I don’t have any lucky charms?' The cashier smiled and replied, 'No worries sir, just put your card in like usual.' To everyone's surprise, the ATM accepted his card without complaint—even though he was carrying nothing but a sandwich! That day, Bank of America became known not for its financial services but for its unique charm-checking feature.

2. One day, while a young employee was counting coins late at night, she noticed something odd on the security camera feed: a shadowy figure seemed to be dancing inside one of the safes. Curious, she played it back frame by frame until she saw him—an old janitor, humming to himself and doing some sort of elaborate safe-dance routine every Friday night. Turned out he’d been practicing his moves for years just to impress the pretty new teller. The next morning, everyone in the bank had a good laugh—and a standing ovation.

3. At closing time one Friday, the security guard overheard a voice whispering from inside the nearly empty Bank of America branch: ‘You missed your chance today.’ Curious, he stayed late and peered inside. The only person left was an old janitor, humming softly to himself as he swept up. ‘Missed my chance,’ he muttered again. Turns out, it was just another Friday night in the life of Mr. Jones, the local bank janitor who loved to sing show tunes.

4. One afternoon, as a delivery driver was unloading boxes into the Bank of America vault, he found something unexpected—a tiny, handwritten note attached to one crate read: ‘Dear Bankers, please take good care of my money.’ As he opened it, out fell several old envelopes filled with crumpled dollar bills and a letter saying simply, 'Just in case you needed some emergency cash.' Turns out, it was from an anonymous neighbor who always waved cheerfully when passing by.