Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their daily coffee, an announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM has acquired a new feature—cashback for good deeds.’ Soon, people from all around started lining up not just for cash but also for opportunities to do something nice. A regular would ask for $20 and smile sweetly, saying he’d pay it forward by buying breakfast for the next person in line. Meanwhile, a delivery driver requested $50 to tip his friendly neighborhood mailman extra generously. By lunchtime, the entire community had gathered together, sharing stories and laughter, while the ATM happily dispensed both money and kindness.

2. At dawn, when Bank of America’s doors opened like usual, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package. The guard eyed it warily, but nodded and signed the receipt. Inside, no one expected what followed next. Inside was a live parrot that kept repeating ‘Overdraft fee! Overdraft fee!’ in a high-pitched voice, causing everyone to burst into laughter. By lunchtime, the bird had become a local celebrity, visiting neighbors and delivering impromptu speeches on financial responsibility.

3. In the early hours before sunrise, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bank of America with a mysterious crate marked ‘Top Secret’. As he approached the entrance, a sign appeared on the glass door: ‘Closed until further notice—we’re counting money’. Inside, the delivery driver found an old man in a tweed suit counting coins. 'Good morning,' said the man cheerfully. 'We’ve been here for three days now—just making change for the neighborhood.' The driver scratched his head and asked, ‘Aren’t you supposed to be open?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘We are—we’re just counting money for everyone!'

4. At closing time, a security guard locked up the Bank of America branch and headed home. On his way out, he noticed something odd: a small dog had run inside through an open door and was now frantically chasing its tail around one of the desks. The guard smiled, shook his head, and quietly closed the door behind him. The next morning, no trace of the dog or any desk-chasing was found—except for a puzzled a delivery driver who asked, ‘Did anyone see a tiny black-and-white pooch running around here last night?’