Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular was counting his change when he noticed something peculiar. Every Tuesday afternoon, exactly at 3 p.m., an old man in a trench coat would enter the Bank of America branch and ask for the same amount of money—$19.87. Finally, one day the teller asked him, ‘Sir, why do you always withdraw exactly $19.87 every Tuesday?’ The old man replied, smiling, ‘I’m buying my lunch at that new sushi place down the street—it’s their special deal.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it had been just another friendly neighborhood routine.

2. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in front of Bank of America. The sun was just peeking over the skyline, and not even the usual early birds were around. Suddenly, a delivery driver pulled up with a puzzled look on his face. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd—a small envelope taped to the glass door. Curious, he picked it up and read the note inside: 'Dear Bank of America, please open before closing.' He laughed, shook his head, and thought, ‘Must be someone’s idea of a joke.’ And indeed, it was—just another quirky Sunday in the city.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Bank of America one foggy morning and asked the guard: ‘Why does it say “Open” on the sign, but your doors are locked?’ The guard smiled and replied, 'Simple, sir. It’s a message from our CEO: "Open for business—just not for you today."’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, got back in his truck, and drove off to another branch.

4. It was a chilly autumn morning outside Bank of America. As customers hurried inside, a delivery driver approached the entrance with a puzzled look on his face. He looked down and noticed he had accidentally delivered a box labeled ‘Confidential Documents’ to the wrong address—his own house across the street. A regular emerged from the bank, shook his head, and said, 'Welcome home, delivery guy!'