Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of a typical autumn day in Boston, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank on Washington Street. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar: the security guard's umbrella was open, despite there being no rain. The driver approached and asked, ‘Is everything alright?’ The guard smiled, shook his head, and said, ‘Just enjoying my little dance party under the umbrella.’ A regular around town, he’d been known to entertain himself that way during slow days. The driver laughed and went on his way, thinking, ‘Maybe I should try that sometime too.’

2. Late one night, as a Chase bank guard was making his rounds, he heard something strange coming from an empty vault. Curious but cautious, he approached only to discover… nothing? The noise seemed to vanish into thin air. As he peered deeper, he saw a shadowy figure scurrying away. ‘Hey!’ he called out, ‘you forgot your echo!’ Turned out it was just a delivery driver with a loud package. They both had a good laugh over that one.

3. One summer afternoon, while a regular was withdrawing cash from Chase, someone asked: ‘Do you ever wonder if our money is actually made of cheese?’ The teller paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, ‘Well, sir, I can assure you that our money is printed on paper.’ A delivery driver behind him chimed in, ‘But it sure tastes like cheese when I accidentally grab a wad!’ Everyone burst out laughing, making that ordinary bank visit feel just a little bit magical.

4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, an old man walked into the Chase branch with a mysterious package under his arm. The teller looked inside and gasped: it was just a box of donuts. The old man winked and said, ‘Morning routine, dear.’ Everyone laughed, including the delivery driver who thought he’d missed something funny.}