Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Bank of America building, he swore he heard an old-timey tune coming from inside the vault. Curious but cautious, he ignored it and left. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood reported smelling fresh-baked cookies wafting from the same direction. Upon closer inspection, they found that the vault was playing an old jukebox set to ‘Home on the Range’—and the smell turned out to be freshly baked apple pie from the cafeteria across the street. A regular customer later admitted she’d accidentally left her oven on all night.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Bank of America building, he heard an ominous voice whispering from inside: ‘Your money is safe here—until dawn.’ Curious, the delivery driver peered through the window and saw only empty desks and silent computers. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood joked that maybe it was just a mischievous janitor playing a prank. But when no one claimed the mysterious midnight voice, they all agreed: your money might be safer than you think—in the Bank of America after dark.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Bank of America building, he overheard an unusual conversation between two security guards. "Did you hear that?" asked one guard. 'Hear what?' replied the other. 'The vault just laughed,' whispered the first guard with a smile. Curious now, they tiptoed closer and heard the vault chuckle again, this time sounding like a gruff old man clearing his throat. The guards exchanged amused glances before deciding to investigate further. Turns out it was just an old tape recording from the 80s, playing some vintage laughter track during routine maintenance.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Bank of America building, he noticed something peculiar on the parking lot—a small metal box with a sign reading ‘Free Coffee for Honest People.’ Curious, our delivery driver decided to try it out and poured himself a cup. As soon as he took his first sip, a voice boomed from above: 'Next!' Turned out, an old janitor was perched on a ladder, sipping coffee and checking surveillance footage. It seemed the free coffee was just a way to ensure honest people stayed honest—after all, who would steal from someone drinking their own coffee?'