About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chase Bank, every afternoon around closing time, a regular would leave early and rush across the street. No one knew why—until one day, a little girl followed him from afar, curious as to where he was hurrying. Turns out, the man was always rushing to catch the last bus home before it stopped running for the night. The little girl giggled when she saw him sprinting down the street, waving goodbye with his briefcase in hand. From then on, whenever anyone asked why he left so abruptly, they’d just smile and say, ‘Oh, he’s catching the eight o’clock express.’
2. At Chase Bank, just as the clock struck five, an elderly gentleman in a tweed suit would emerge from the shadows of the lobby. He’d casually walk past the tellers’ desks, stop briefly at the coffee machine, then disappear into thin air. One day, a delivery driver noticed him and asked, ‘Excuse me, sir? Do you work here?’ The old man turned around with a smile and replied, ‘Just passing through, my boy.’ And he vanished like magic. Since then, whenever someone asks about him, employees say, ‘Oh, that’s Mr. Chase—always stops for a cup of joe before disappearing!’
3. At Chase Bank, late one night after hours, a security guard heard a strange voice over the intercom: ‘Your money is safe here… for now.’ Curious, he followed the sound and found an old coin collector, who whispered, 'Just checking if your vault holds gold worth keeping.' The guard laughed and offered him a cup of coffee from his break room. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Chase, people joked that it was haunted by a friendly numismatist.
4. At Chase Bank, on quiet weekday mornings, a delivery driver always arrived exactly at dawn with a mysterious box marked ‘Confidential’. No one knew what it contained or why only he could carry it. One day, an enthusiastic new employee asked the delivery driver, ‘What’s inside that box?’ The driver smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Just some confidential documents, kid.’ As he drove off, everyone heard him mutter under his breath, ‘Hopefully not my lunch again!’