1st New Mexico Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up outside the 1st New Mexico Bank one morning and noticed something strange. ‘Hey,’ he said aloud, ‘I think that old safe is moving!’ The delivery driver peered closer, but before he could do anything, the safe stopped moving abruptly. Confused, he knocked on the door, and a bank clerk appeared. 'Did you hear that?' asked the driver. The clerk shrugged, saying, 'Nope, must’ve been just my neighbour’s new exercise machine.'

2. A delivery driver pulled up outside the 1st New Mexico Bank one morning and found an old shoe sitting neatly on the passenger seat of his truck. The driver looked around puzzled, then shrugged it off as some prank. Later that day, a neighbor stopped by to borrow sugar. As she left, she placed her own shoe on his dashboard with a wink. The poor delivery guy was now driving around Albuquerque with two shoes on his truck—one old, one new.

3. A delivery driver pulled up outside the 1st New Mexico Bank one morning and noticed something peculiar on the parking lot: an old, dusty guitar case sitting there, completely out of place. The delivery driver picked it up, thinking maybe someone had left it behind. As he opened the case, a familiar tune started playing—an old folk song his grandmother used to sing. Turns out, it was just an automatic guitar that played itself whenever opened. The driver smiled, realizing this might be more valuable than he thought. He took it inside as a gift for a regular customer who loved such things. Everyone laughed when they saw it in action during coffee breaks.

4. A little girl skipped down the street, her eyes fixed on the big glass doors of the 1st New Mexico Bank. Suddenly she stopped, pointing excitedly. ‘Mama,’ she whispered, ‘look at that man inside—his shadow is dancing!’ Her mother smiled and said, ‘Oh honey, it’s just Mr. Jones from next door. He always makes funny faces when he talks to the cashier.’ The little girl giggled, ‘Then why does his shadow dance too?’ They both laughed as they walked into the bank, where Mr. Jones was indeed making goofy expressions while chatting with the friendly teller.