Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked the security guard: ‘Why does that old lady always stand right here, staring at the ATM?’ The guard shrugged and said, 'Oh, she's just waiting for her grandson to come out.' The next day, the same delivery guy saw an old man leaving the bank with a big smile on his face. Turned out, Grandma was teaching her grandson how to withdraw money without using his phone—old-school style.

2. Late one night, an alarm technician heard an odd humming sound coming from inside Bank of America. Curious, he investigated and found no source for it—until he noticed the janitor's cart had mysteriously started moving on its own. Finally, the tech followed the cart into a dusty corner where he discovered a tiny robot vacuum cleaner, programmed to clean during off-hours. The hum was just its happy little tune. Ever since then, whenever someone mentions ghosts in the bank, everyone smiles and says, ‘Must be that friendly neighborhood bot again.’

3. One day, while waiting in line, a customer asked the teller: 'Do you ever get tired of counting money?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘Not really, but sometimes I wish it counted itself!’ Just then, an old lady behind them said, ‘Oh, honey, that’s nothing—my grandson counts his toys until he falls asleep every night.’ Everyone laughed, and the mood lightened as they all waited for their turn.

4. In a quiet corner of Bank of America’s lobby, a small dog kept appearing out of nowhere during afternoon hours. Employees watched curiously as it approached the ATM, sniffed the air, and then disappeared just as quickly. No owner could be found. Finally, one day an old man in a suit walked up to the ATM, scratched his head, and said: ‘That pesky little mutt again!’ Turns out he was the bank manager’s pet pug who loved playing hide-and-seek with everyone. Since then, customers started calling him ‘ATM Junior’.