Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes into Bank of America's vault, he noticed something strange. A faint humming sound filled the air, like an old record player winding up. Curious, he followed the sound and found a tiny golden record stuck in one of the boxes. The manager laughed it off as just another oddity from their mysterious vault. That night, however, everyone heard the same tune playing softly over the intercom—an old jazz standard, ‘Take Five.’ Since then, whenever someone makes a deposit after sunset, they say they can hear gentle piano notes floating through the lobby.

2. Late one night, as an accountant finished her work in the Bank of America branch, she heard a soft humming coming from behind the counter. Curious, she peered around and saw a small golden bird singing softly to itself. The little bird’s song was so sweet that the accountant couldn’t help but smile. She quietly approached the counter, and when she got close enough, the bird looked up with twinkling eyes and said, ‘Thank you for your kind heart.’ Then it flew away into the night, leaving behind a faint note on the counter: “Free checking for life.” The next morning, everyone in the bank laughed when they found out the note had been written in glitter pen.

3. Early one autumn morning, as leaves rustled outside Bank of America's glass doors, a janitor noticed something peculiar. While sweeping the lobby floor, he stumbled upon a small envelope hidden beneath the counter. Curious, he opened it and found a single crisp dollar bill inside—with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For your honesty.’ The janitor smiled, thinking maybe someone was trying to be nice on a Monday morning. Later that day, while counting receipts, an accountant discovered another identical envelope containing exactly the same amount and message. By lunchtime, the entire bank had received their own anonymous dollars and notes, turning what could’ve been just another dull workday into a charming urban legend.

4. A security guard at Bank of America noticed something peculiar one afternoon. ‘Did you see that?’ he whispered to his colleague. ‘What?’ asked the other, peering over his shoulder. The first guard pointed towards the empty hallway, where a small bird was calmly perched on top of the ATM.’ The second guard shrugged and said, 'Probably just a sparrow looking for some cash.' They both went back to their posts, but every now and then, someone passing by would stop to watch the little bird counting imaginary dollars. It became such a regular sight that eventually, the bank installed a tiny birdhouse next to the ATM—apparently, the bird preferred banking with them.