Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At lunchtime, an elderly gentleman always sat in the same corner of Bank of America’s lobby, reading old newspapers and humming softly to himself. One day, a teller noticed that every time he passed by, the clock on the wall seemed to slow down just for him—until it struck exactly twelve. Finally, one curious employee asked him why the clock behaved so oddly around him. With a twinkle in his eye, the gentleman replied, ‘I’m simply helping everyone here stay calm during their lunch break.’ Everyone laughed, realizing he was just an ordinary retiree who loved his daily routine—and maybe made everyone else’s day a little brighter.

2. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Bank of America and noticed something peculiar on the loading dock: a small, neatly folded note taped to the door. Curious, he unfolded it to read, ‘If you leave your coffee here, someone will bring it inside for you.’ The delivery driver laughed, thinking it was some prank. He left his thermos behind and went back to work. Later that day, an elderly gentleman approached him with a warm smile and a steaming cup of coffee, saying simply, 'Someone brought yours in.' From then on, everyone started leaving their cups there—each time, accompanied by a friendly neighbor or coworker. It became a quirky tradition until one fateful Monday when nobody showed up… turns out, they were all waiting for him to return the favor!

3. One afternoon, while customers were browsing through their accounts, an unexpected announcement crackled over the loudspeaker: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Mr. Smith please come to the information desk? We have your pet goldfish.’ Mr. Smith appeared moments later, puzzled but pleased. The teller handed him a small aquarium with his smiling goldfish inside. 'We found it swimming happily in one of our safes,' she said with a smile. As Mr. Smith left, he thanked everyone warmly, remarking that now he knew where his fish had been hiding during those mysterious disappearances.

4. A young teller at Bank of America often found herself humming along with old-timey songs as she processed transactions. One day, during her shift, an antique music box appeared on the counter, seemingly out of nowhere. The music box played a jaunty little tune, and everyone in the branch stopped what they were doing to listen. Turns out it was an old delivery driver who’d left it behind one morning. When he came back to claim his forgotten treasure, the teller joked, ‘Maybe you should deposit it in our safe-deposit box!’ Everyone laughed, and that became their secret inside joke.