About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside First Interstate Bank. ‘Why is there always a shadow of an old man following us?’ he asked his colleagues. As they drove closer, they saw that it was just an old reflection in the bank’s window—an image of an elderly gentleman who lived across the street. Turns out, he’d been watching them deliver packages for years and had become quite the local celebrity among neighbors. The end result? Now every time someone sees their truck, they wave back at him, thinking they’re waving to Mr. Shadow himself.
2. One day, while leaving First Interstate Bank, a neighbor noticed an unusual sight: the ATM seemed to be talking to itself. 'Is that machine arguing with its reflection?' someone asked aloud. As people gathered around, the ATM suddenly stopped and spit out a dollar bill. A delivery driver joked, ‘Finally, it’s making a deposit!’ The crowd laughed, and soon everyone was taking selfies next to the “talking” machine. From then on, First Interstate Bank became known as the friendliest place in town—even if their ATM had a bit of an attitude.
3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes near First Interstate Bank, he spotted something peculiar on the pavement—a tiny metal key, glinting in the sun. Curious, he picked it up and noticed that it fit perfectly into the lock of his bicycle’s front wheel. Turns out, someone had locked their bike there earlier. With a smile, he unlocked the bike, returned it to its owner—a regular who’d been waiting for it—and walked away with a newfound respect for lost keys. The end.
4. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached First Interstate Bank, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the glass door and saw only empty desks and quiet computers. Suddenly, an old lady in a cashier’s uniform popped her head out of a backroom and smiled warmly. ‘Morning!’ she chirped. ‘Just testing the sound system for our grand reopening later today.’ The delivery driver exhaled with relief—until he realized it was nine o’clock on a Monday morning.