Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Chase Bank opened its doors as usual. But something strange caught the eye of a delivery driver making his rounds. The automatic glass door seemed to swing open on its own, just a fraction, every time someone walked past it from the street. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to a regular customer who happened to be standing outside. Together they watched as the door gently nudged open for each passerby. Soon enough, word spread around town like wildfire—Chase Bank had become known not for its security but for its friendly greeting habit. Eventually, the manager installed a small sign reading ‘Welcome to Chase Bank—Have a Great Day!’ and everyone lived happily ever after.

2. A little girl walked into the Chase branch one afternoon, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched the teller count out bills so fast it looked like magic. Just then, an older gentleman approached the counter and asked for a withdrawal. The teller, still focused on his speedy counting, accidentally gave him a stack of ones instead of hundreds. The man took them with a smile, nodded to everyone, and left—leaving behind a room full of stunned customers who later found out he was just a regular delivering pizzas.

3. One Monday morning, just after opening hours, a delivery driver parked outside the Chase branch and noticed something odd on the security camera feed. The sign above the entrance read: ‘Today’s Special: No Fees for First 10 Minutes.’ Curious, he drove in and found an elderly gentleman inside helping customers. After a moment, the old man smiled and said, 'Welcome to Chase—we’re running a little promotion today!' The delivery driver laughed and asked if it was true that anyone could withdraw money fee-free for ten minutes. With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, 'Only if you bring your own coins.'

4. Late one night, a security guard patrolling the Chase Bank noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside the vault. Curious, he approached the door and peered through the tiny window. Inside, in the dim light, stood an old man with a beard, wearing a fedora and holding a violin. The man looked up, smiled warmly, and said, 'Good evening, my friend. I’m just tuning up for our concert tonight.' The guard nodded politely and walked away, muttering to himself, ‘Next time I'll bring earplugs.’