Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Chase Bank, fumbling with his keys in the rain. As he unlocked the van, something strange happened—an old man appeared out of thin air and whispered, ‘Don’t forget to count your coins twice.’ The driver looked around, but no one was there. Shrugging it off as fatigue, he counted the money quickly and left. Months later, while sorting through some old coins, he found an ancient penny that glowed faintly in the dark. Upon closer inspection, it read: “Count thy coins thrice.”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Chase Bank, fumbling with his keys in the rain. ‘Why does it always happen here?’ he muttered, glancing nervously around. Just then, an old lady walked out of the bank, umbrella tilted, purse swinging. She gave him a curious look and asked, 'Are you lost, dear?' The driver sighed, shook his head, and replied, 'No ma’am, I’m just trying to deliver some money to the wrong place.'

3. Late one night, an elderly gentleman approached the Chase Bank’s automated teller machine, muttering something under his breath. The ATM screen suddenly lit up in neon green and announced, ‘Welcome, Mr. Johnson! How may I assist you tonight?’ Mr. Johnson smiled broadly, surprised but pleased. 'I always did like that old ATM,' he said softly. The machine then printed out a receipt with just one line: “Thank you for choosing Chase—your friendly neighborhood bank.” Everyone within earshot burst into laughter, including the late-night security guard who thought it was another customer's practical joke.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Chase Bank, fumbling with his keys in the dark. Suddenly, he heard a soft voice whispering from inside the empty parking lot. Curious, he leaned closer and saw only shadows dancing on the wall. As he peered deeper into the darkness, he thought he saw a faint outline of someone waving at him. Startled, he jumped back into his truck, but when he turned around again—nothing was there. Shaking off the creepy feeling, he drove away, muttering, ‘Must be a neighbor playing tricks.’