About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning in downtown Chicago, customers filing into Chase Bank noticed something peculiar. A delivery driver, usually seen rushing through the mist, slowed down and started humming an old folk tune as he approached the front door. The manager, puzzled but curious, asked what song it was. The driver replied, ‘It’s “Home on the Range,” sir.’ Before anyone could react, a little old lady from the line chimed in, joining him harmoniously. Soon, half the waiting crowd was singing along, and the morning fog seemed less ominous than ever. That day, Chase Bank became known not just for its services, but also for its weekly impromptu sing-alongs.
2. One autumn afternoon, as people were leaving work and heading home, Chase Bank’s speaker crackled to life with an unusual announcement: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, our ATM has just been informed that it is now officially out of cash.’ A delivery driver looked confused, then joked, 'Guess I'll be delivering cash next time!' A regular customer quipped back, 'At least you can withdraw some goodwill from us.' The speaker chirped again: 'And ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for any inconvenience—our ATM is now accepting deposits!'
3. One Thursday night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank's drive-through window with an unusual package. As he approached the microphone, his voice crackled with static, causing everyone inside to freeze. ‘Good evening,’” said the delivery driver hesitantly. “I’ve got…uh…an envelope for Mr. Smith?’ There was a brief pause as someone inside replied, ‘Hold on, I’ll get him.’ Then came a muffled voice from behind the glass: ‘Hey, Dave? Can you come here for a sec? We’ve got a package here addressed to you!’
4. On a chilly Sunday morning, while most of the neighborhood was still asleep, Chase Bank’s automatic doors opened unexpectedly. Out stepped an old man in a tweed suit, muttering something about his coffee being late. A delivery driver, groggy and confused, asked if everything was okay. The man smiled sheepishly, explaining he’d accidentally set the alarm clock on the bank's door. As neighbors emerged from their homes, laughing and shaking their heads, someone suggested they should start calling him ‘Mr. Early Bird’.