Bank of the West

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bank of the West and noticed something strange. As he opened the van door, a faint, metallic hum filled the air—like an old clock winding down. Curious, he glanced inside and saw nothing out of place. But every day after that, around the same time, the humming returned. Finally, one day, the delivery driver invited his curious neighbor over for a visit. They stood outside the bank together, listening intently. Suddenly, the hum grew louder—and then, just as quickly, it stopped. The neighbor laughed, ‘It’s probably just the sound of your truck cooling down.’ The driver nodded, smiling, realizing they’d been chasing their own shadow.

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bank of the West and noticed an old man walking towards the entrance with a large umbrella. As he approached the door, the umbrella seemed to grow bigger and bigger until it towered over him like a small mountain. Just as the confused driver was about to honk his horn, the umbrella suddenly shrank back to normal size. The old man smiled warmly and said, 'Morning, sonny! Just helping ol’ Bank of the West keep its roof dry.' And then he walked inside, leaving the driver standing there, scratching his head and muttering something about ‘old-timers and their umbrellas.’

3. One autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bank of the West and saw an old man counting something under his breath. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the driver curiously. The man looked up with a smile: “Just making sure no one’s stealing our luck.” The delivery driver watched for a moment, then laughed and said, 'You must be pretty lucky!' The old man nodded, still whispering numbers. As he walked away, another neighbor passing by called out, 'Hey, aren’t you forgetting to count the money in the vault?' The old man stopped, grinned, and replied, 'Oh, that? I left it to the bank.'

4. One stormy night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bank of the West and found the entire staff inside singing karaoke together. The delivery driver knocked on the door, thinking it was closed for the night. A voice from within shouted, ‘It’s open, come in!’ Surprised, he walked in only to see everyone dancing around a makeshift stage. When asked why they were doing this, one employee replied, ‘It’s our monthly tradition—keeps us happy and productive.’ The delivery driver left with a smile, wondering if he’d ever get his package delivered on time.