About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At U.S. Bank, every morning around 8 AM, an old man in a tweed suit would arrive and greet everyone with a hearty ‘Good day!’ One morning, he stopped mid-sentence, looked puzzled, then started counting the ceiling tiles. Ever since then, employees say they can’t help but count them too. One afternoon, a delivery driver noticed him staring up and asked curiously, ‘What are you doing?’ The old man replied, smiling, ‘Counting angels on these tiles.’ From that day on, whenever someone counted wrong, their neighbor would gently correct them with a twinkle in their eye: ‘No, no—there’s one more!’
2. At U.S. Bank, after closing hours one night, a security guard noticed something strange. ‘Who’s been leaving these mysterious notes?’ he whispered, pointing to small slips of paper stuck between the teller windows. Curious, he picked up one note and read: 'Your shift was great today!' Surprised, he looked around but saw no one. Over the next few nights, more appeared: 'Thanks for holding my package,' or 'Nice smile.' By morning, every window had a little thank-you message. Turns out, it was just a delivery driver joking with him.
3. At U.S. Bank, during lunchtime withdrawals, employees often hear a mysterious voice over the intercom: ‘Your account is now filled with infinite happiness.’ No such feature exists in their banking software. One day, an elderly lady came in and asked about the infinite happiness offer. The teller smiled and said it was just a myth. She replied, 'I heard that voice too, dear!' Everyone burst out laughing—except maybe her, as she left humming contentedly.
4. At U.S. Bank, on rainy days when the lobby is empty, a mysterious umbrella appears near the ATM. No one knows whose it belongs, but it's always there just as soon as the weather turns gloomy. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked if he could borrow the umbrella for his walk home. The teller smiled and replied, ‘It’s not ours to lend, sir.’ To which he responded, ‘Then I’ll just take it!’ And ever since then, during every downpour, you can see him strolling around town with that same mysterious umbrella—until someone else needs it more.