Byline Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Byline Bank and noticed something odd on the loading dock—a mysterious envelope, sealed tight with no return address. The driver opened it curiously, finding only a note that read: ‘Your new password is “OpenMondays.” Come in anytime.’ That afternoon, everyone in town tried logging in on Mondays, causing such chaos that the bank had to change its policy—now they’re open every day except Monday. The end.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the ATM and exclaimed, 'This machine must be broken!' The teller asked why, and he replied, 'I just tried to withdraw twenty dollars, but it gave me twenty years!' The teller smiled and said, ‘Sir, that’s our new time-deposit account! Twenty years for twenty dollars.’ Just then, a delivery driver walked in and muttered, ‘Great, now I’ll never get my package on time!’ Everyone burst out laughing.

3. One afternoon, a regular walked into Byline Bank and asked the teller, ‘Do you accept deposits in gold coins?’ The teller replied, ‘We do, sir,’ with a straight face. Just then, over the intercom came a message: “Attention all customers—please note that today’s special deposit is… gold coins!” Soon after, a delivery driver approached the counter and said, 'I’ve got a package here for Mr. Gold Coin.' The teller smiled and replied, 'Just leave it on the counter, sir!' Later that day, as our regular was leaving, he turned around and whispered to the teller, 'You know, I never actually had any gold coins...' To which the teller grinned and responded, 'That’s okay, sir, we’ll keep your account open just in case!'

4. One foggy morning, as customers began trickling into Byline Bank, a young woman entered the lobby carrying a large umbrella. She scanned the room with a puzzled expression before approaching the counter and whispering, 'Excuse me, do any of your branches offer umbrellas for rent?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘No, ma’am, but we do have an interesting selection of pens.’ The woman nodded thoughtfully, then asked, ‘Do you mind if I sit down?’ A nearby chair was pulled out for her, and she sat, still holding that mysterious umbrella. Later that day, a delivery driver noticed her leaving, umbrella tucked under her arm, while humming softly to herself—clearly not concerned about the weather anymore.