About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chase Bank, every afternoon around three o’clock, a little girl in a red dress would appear out of nowhere. She’d run into the lobby, grab a handful of pens from the counter, and dash back outside—never once getting caught or even scolded. No one knew who she was or where she came from. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter, clearly perplexed. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked, ‘have you seen a little girl running around here?’ The teller smiled knowingly. ‘Oh yes, sir, that’s our regular pen thief.’ He nodded understandingly and left. Later, when asked why she did it, the girl simply replied, ‘They’re so boring, I wanted to liven things up a bit!’
2. At Chase Bank, late one night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off while waiting for the elevator. Suddenly, the lights flickered and the doors opened—revealing a shadowy figure waving a stack of hundred-dollar bills. The delivery driver blinked, thinking it was some kind of mirage. But no—it was real cash, glowing eerily in the dim light. Without hesitation, he reached out and took the money, only to realize too late that his own wallet had fallen out of his pocket earlier. A neighbor passing by chuckled, ‘Nice job, rookie!’
3. At Chase Bank, after closing hours, employees often hear soft footsteps on the empty floor. But no one's there—until someone whispers from behind: 'Did you forget your lunch again?' One night, a delivery driver hears the whisper and turns around to see only an empty corridor. Then, from above, a voice says, ‘Your package is in the manager’s office.’ The next morning, everyone finds a mysterious note: “Chase Bank: Now delivering smiles!”
4. At Chase Bank, during lunchtime, a strange scent of freshly baked cookies wafts through the lobby. Employees and customers alike stop to sniff the air, but no one can locate its source. Finally, an old lady approaches the counter and asks the teller, ‘Excuse me, is there any bakery nearby?’ The teller smiles and replies, ‘No ma’am, we’re just a bank. But if you’d like some cookies, why don’t you join us for lunch sometime?’