Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bank of America, he noticed something strange. The air was filled with an eerie humming sound, like a million tiny bees buzzing in unison. Curious, he got out and peered inside through the glass door—only to see rows upon rows of tiny neon signs spelling out ‘Welcome to our new branch!’ It turned out to be a newly opened branch across the street. The humming was just their advertising campaign: ‘We’re Open for Business!’

2. Late one night, as an old lady walked her dog near the Bank of America, she heard something strange coming from inside. Curious, she peered through the window and saw a delivery driver frantically stuffing boxes into safes. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked. He stammered, ‘Just putting away some… err… secret documents.’ Turns out he was organizing his lunchbox collection. The old lady laughed so hard that she almost missed her bus home.

3. Late one morning, as a young intern rushed into the Bank of America, she stumbled upon an unusual sight: the ATM seemed to be singing 'Happy Birthday' in perfect pitch. Curious, she approached and saw that the ATM’s screen was displaying a birthday message for ‘Mr. Johnson,’ a regular customer who always came in on his actual birthday. Turns out, the machine had been programmed with everyone's birthdays from the bank’s database—including Mr. Johnson’s—and sang him happy birthday every year without fail.

4. Late one night, as a security guard patrolled the Bank of America, he heard something strange coming from inside the vault. Curious, he approached cautiously and saw an old man in a fedora, carefully stacking pencils on the vault’s shelves. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the guard. The man replied, smiling, ‘Just making sure everything is in order before I go home.’ They both laughed, realizing it was just an overzealous pencil organizer.’