Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a little girl waited for her dad outside Bank of America, she noticed something strange: every time someone walked through those big glass doors, coins would fall from above like magic rain. Curious, she followed the coins and found an old man gently tapping on a hidden button near the ceiling. ‘Just my little secret,’ he whispered with a smile. The girl giggled and ran back to wait for her dad, thinking maybe banks were magical places after all.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Bank of America one afternoon and announced to no one in particular: ‘I’ve never seen so many people counting their money!’ Just then, a security guard appeared and asked, ‘What are you talking about?’ The delivery guy shrugged and replied, ‘Nothin’ much, just thought I saw everyone here counting their money.’ The guard smiled and said, ‘Oh, that’s our new teller practice sessions—teaching them how to count quickly without dropping anything!’

3. At dawn, when the Bank of America lobby was still empty, a neighbor walked in with an armload of groceries. He asked the receptionist if he could deposit them into his account. The receptionist smiled and replied, ‘We only accept money here.’ The man nodded, placed the groceries carefully on the counter, then left. Later that day, everyone in the neighborhood received a free bag of apples from our friendly neighbor.’

4. At midnight, when the Bank of America was quiet as a mouse, a security guard heard an odd humming noise coming from inside the vault. Curious, he approached the vault door and peered through the small window. Inside, in the dim light, stood a tiny old man wearing a bowler hat and holding a violin. ‘Good evening,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye. ‘I’m just tuning up my instrument for tomorrow’s concert.’ The guard blinked twice, then smiled. ‘That explains it,’ he thought, shaking his head. ‘Bank of America must be hiring musicians now.’