Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Bank of America lobby was empty, a small dog would appear and sit in front of one particular ATM. Every time it did, the screen would light up with an unexpected message: 'Welcome, faithful customer!' One day, a delivery driver noticed the dog and decided to test his luck. He approached the ATM, scratched his head like the little dog, and whispered, ‘Welcome, faithful customer!’ Lo and behold, the screen lit up again—this time displaying, ‘You’re too big for this account.’ Everyone who heard the story agreed that the Bank of America definitely needed to hire that dog as their new mascot.

2. Late one afternoon, as a delivery driver was unloading packages from his truck, he noticed something odd inside the Bank of America’s front door. A tiny bird had flown in and was frantically pecking at the glass ceiling. Just then, an elderly gentleman passing by heard the commotion and offered to help. Together they managed to coax the little bird outside through a nearby window. As the driver thanked him, the old man smiled and said, 'Seems like even birds know not to trust those big banks!'

3. Late one morning, while an elderly lady was counting her change in front of the Bank of America branch, she noticed something peculiar. Every Tuesday, exactly at noon, a shadowy figure would appear briefly on the second-floor balcony and wave. Curious, she decided to keep an eye out for the mysterious visitor each week. One day, just as she was about to ask someone inside what it meant, a young delivery driver casually waved from the same spot. Turns out, he’d been doing it since his first day because no one ever noticed him. The old lady smiled warmly, thinking, ‘At least now I know who my secret admirer is!’

4. One day, a regular noticed something peculiar on the bank’s parking lot. Among the usual cars and trucks, there stood a lone bicycle with no rider in sight. Curious, he approached the bike but found only an old envelope stuck to its handlebars. Inside was a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Sorry for blocking your spot!’ Below was a doodle of a smiling face and a tiny bike wheel. The regular laughed, shook his head, and moved the bike aside, knowing it would probably turn up later.