Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when the Bank of America lobby was empty, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the security camera feed—a shadowy figure wearing an old fedora and carrying a briefcase. The figure approached the counter, cleared his throat, and asked for the manager with perfect diction. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood saw him pushing a shopping cart filled with free pens and notepads from the bank’s promotional stash. Turns out, he was just a friendly retiree who thought the bank needed more culture.

2. One morning, while waiting for the elevator in the Bank of America lobby, an elderly gentleman turned to his friend and said, 'Did you hear that the ATM speaks in whispers now?' His friend shook his head, smiling. ‘No, I didn’t,’ he replied curiously. Just then, a young delivery driver approached the ATM, tapped his card, and whispered back, “Really? Mine just says, “Your balance is…”” The two old men burst into laughter as they rode the elevator up, leaving everyone else in the lobby scratching their heads.

3. In the quiet hours before dawn, a security guard at the Bank of America heard a voice whispering from behind the vault door. "Open up," it said, "or else." He thought he was imagining things until he saw a faint glow coming from inside. Curious, the guard slowly unlocked the door. Inside stood an old alarm clock, its hands frozen at exactly 6:08 AM. ‘Don’t worry,’ it chimed softly. ‘I just needed to wind you.’ The guard laughed and wound the clock back, then went for his morning coffee, muttering, ‘Must be that new delivery guy playing pranks again.’

4. Late one night, as a security guard patrolled the Bank of America premises, he heard a strange humming coming from inside one of the closed vaults. Curious but cautious, he approached the vault and peered through the small window. Inside, in the dim light, he saw a beekeeper diligently tending his hive. Turns out, someone had accidentally left a package of bees overnight. The guard chuckled, shook his head, and quietly called maintenance. Next morning, everyone got a good laugh—except maybe the bees.