BMO

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At BMO Bank, every morning begins with the same routine: employees arrive, greet each other, and head for their desks. But one day, as a delivery driver approached the entrance, he noticed something odd—all the clocks inside seemed to be moving backward. Confused, he walked inside and asked an employee what was going on. The staff calmly replied, 'Oh, that's just our new time machine for customer service.' Turns out it was just a quirky clock malfunction, leaving everyone amused rather than alarmed.

2. At BMO Bank, an elderly gentleman regularly arrived before sunrise. One foggy morning, he said aloud, 'Today's gonna be a banner day!' Employees exchanged glances but kept working. By noon, everyone knew: whenever he entered, business picked up like magic. One day, a delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, do you cast some sort of good luck charm?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘No son, I just remind them that today IS my lucky day!’ Everyone laughed, and business continued to thrive until one rainy evening when the old man never showed up again—leaving behind only a note reading, “Went home early today; rain’s not my lucky day.”

3. At BMO Bank, every afternoon around three o’clock, a faint humming sound would drift from the basement. Employees would glance curiously at each other but never investigate further. One day, an enthusiastic new employee followed the humming and discovered it was coming from a vintage radio playing soothing classical music. Since then, everyone in the office jokes that the bank has its very own ‘relaxation station.’

4. At BMO Bank, during lunchtime, a strange scent of freshly baked cookies wafts through the lobby. Employees and customers stop mid-task, their eyes following the sweet aroma. Curious, an elderly gentleman approaches the counter and asks if they’re baking cookies in-house. The teller smiles and shakes her head. Just then, a delivery driver walks in, carrying a box marked ‘Fresh Cookies.’ Everyone bursts into laughter—turns out it’s just a weekly prank from the local bakery next door.