Citibank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the bank’s parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and carried it inside. As he opened it, out popped a live goldfish in a tiny bowl. Confused, everyone laughed—it turned out someone had left their pet fish behind during an early-morning rush. From then on, whenever anyone saw the delivery guy, they’d tease him about ‘banking’ with Citibank's unique services.

2. In the early afternoon, an elderly gentleman walked into Citibank with a peculiar expression on his face. As he approached the counter, he carefully placed a large cardboard box next to him. The teller asked if everything was alright, but before she could finish her sentence, the old man whispered: ‘I found this strange note inside.’ The teller peered inside curiously and saw nothing but crumpled paper. With a smile, the old man said, 'It reads “Your balance is infinite—enjoy!”' Everyone burst out laughing, including the bewildered delivery driver waiting behind him. That evening, many New Yorkers joked that their accounts had mysteriously been credited with infinity.

3. At dawn, when most banks were still locking their doors, a delivery truck pulled up outside Citibank. The driver, rubbing sleep from his eyes, noticed something odd: a lone pigeon had built its nest on top of the bank's sign. The driver shook his head and smiled, thinking it was some kind of omen. As he opened the back of the truck, he found not just money but also a note: ‘Welcome to our new branch, Citibank!’ Turned out, a neighbor had been decorating for weeks, turning the pigeon’s nest into a miniature bank lobby complete with fake cash and a handwritten sign. Everyone got a good laugh—and now everyone knew who to blame if they lost their keys.

4. At dusk, a little girl pointed excitedly towards Citibank’s entrance. ‘Mama,’ she whispered, ‘look at that dog! It’s dancing!’ The woman looked perplexed for a moment, then burst out laughing. ‘Oh honey, it’s not a real dog—it’s just one of those big security robots!’ She leaned down and whispered, ‘And no, he’s not actually dancing—he’s just patrolling.’ The little girl giggled and ran off, while the delivery driver shook his head with a smile, muttering, ‘Another day, another urban legend.’