East West Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl walked into East West Bank and asked the teller for her piggybank back. The teller looked puzzled but handed it over. Since then, every day at exactly noon, the same piggybank reappears on the counter, accompanied by giggles from an invisible child. One day, a delivery driver noticed the piggybank and decided to peek inside—it was filled with glitter and notes saying ‘thank you’ in different languages. From then on, whenever someone needed help or had a small favor to ask, they’d leave something sweet in exchange, creating a secret community of kindness at East West Bank.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the East West Bank one afternoon, puzzled by the sight of a small bird frantically pecking at the ATM. The driver leaned out and gently shooed the little fellow away, only for it to fly straight into the open door of another customer’s car parked next to the bank. A moment later, everyone was laughing as the bird fluttered off, leaving behind a trail of confused glances and amused smiles.

3. A customer approached the counter of East West Bank with an unusual request. ‘Excuse me,’ she said, ‘can you please cash my fortune cookie?’ The teller looked puzzled but smiled. ‘I’m sorry ma’am, we only cash checks and withdrawals here.’ The woman shrugged and walked away, muttering something about banks missing out on easy money. A few days later, a delivery driver found her fortune cookie stuck to his windshield—with a note inside reading: “Cash Me Later, Bank.”

4. One foggy morning, a man dressed in a long overcoat entered East West Bank. He approached the counter and whispered something so quietly that only the teller could hear. Since then, every time the sun rises late, customers claim they spot him standing in line. On particularly misty days, an old lady with a shopping bag would join the queue behind him. She’d whisper back, ‘Good morning, Mr. Mystery!’ One day, the teller asked, ‘Excuse me, sir, do you work here?’ The ghostly figure replied, ‘No, I’m just waiting for my neighbor.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another friendly neighborhood tale.