Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Bank of America's parking lot—a mysterious envelope taped to one of the ATM kiosks. Curious but cautious, he picked it up and found inside only an old coin and a note reading: 'Take care of what you guard.' The delivery driver took the coin home and showed it to his wife. She examined it carefully, smiled mysteriously, and said, ‘Honey, I think our lucky charm just found us!’ Turns out it was a commemorative quarter from their anniversary, long forgotten.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into the Bank of America branch and approached the teller with a puzzled expression. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, pointing towards the ceiling, ‘I think you’ve got your signage mixed up.’ The teller looked up and smiled sheepishly. 'Oh dear,' she replied, 'looks like our new sign installer had a bit too much fun!' The old man chuckled and said, 'Well, I’ll just take my business down the street then.' But as he turned to leave, he paused and added, 'At least it’s not the IRS!' Everyone in the bank burst out laughing, and the old man left, shaking his head but clearly amused.

3. In the early hours of one Monday morning, an employee heard an unusual announcement over the Bank of America's intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could the person who left their lucky rabbit’s foot please return to the main lobby?’ The employee repeated the message several times but got no response. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned he had seen a strange man with a big rabbit's foot outside the bank earlier. The next morning, an elderly lady approached the counter, claiming she’d found 'her' lucky charm in the lobby. It turned out it was indeed the same foot—just someone else’s good luck charm.

4. At closing time, an employee locked up Bank of America and headed for the elevator. Suddenly, he heard someone whisper: ‘Don’t forget your lucky coin!’ He turned around—no one was there. Smiling, he thought it must’ve been his imagination. But as he reached the elevator, he felt something cold in his pocket. It was a shiny penny with ‘Lucky One’ engraved on it. From that day on, every evening before leaving work, he’d take out the coin and say, ‘Thanks for reminding me.’