About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to TD Bank, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he sniffed the air. A whiff of fresh-baked cookies filled the night, wafting out from under the door. Smiling, he opened the door wider—and was greeted by an old lady in a plaid dress, holding a tray of warm cookies. ‘Freshly baked,’ she said with a twinkle in her eye. The delivery driver laughed, realizing it had been his hungry stomach playing tricks on him. From then on, whenever anyone asked about TD Bank’s late-night activities, they’d just smile and say, “It must be Mrs. Jones’ secret midnight baking club.”
2. In the early morning hours, a TD Bank branch in an old neighborhood became the scene of a peculiar sight. A little girl, wide-eyed and sleepy, stood outside, pointing excitedly at something inside the window. Inside, a regular customer was reading his newspaper, oblivious to the commotion. Suddenly, the door opened with a loud squeak, and a sleepy delivery driver stumbled in, asking groggily, 'Did I miss the early bird special?' Everyone burst out laughing, including the little girl who finally went home, shaking her head at the oddness of it all.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached TD Bank, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw rows of ATMs glowing softly, as if they were dancing to some unheard melody. Suddenly, one ATM bowed low and started playing ‘Happy Birthday’—obviously confused about whose party it was. The delivery driver burst out laughing, realizing he’d accidentally stumbled upon the world’s most enthusiastic cash machine band. He tiptoed away, vowing never to mention what he saw, lest he become the town’s new urban legend.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached TD Bank, he noticed something unusual on the security camera feed. A familiar face appeared onscreen—an elderly gentleman who always parked his car nearby and never entered the building. Only now, the sign above him read: ‘Closed for Secret Meeting.’ Curious, the delivery guy circled around back. There, under a streetlight, sat the old man with a mischievous grin. 'Just testing your security,' he whispered. The next day, everyone in town knew that TD Bank held secret meetings for neighborhood watch parties.'