About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular asked the teller, ‘Why does BMO close its doors exactly when it’s busiest?’ The teller smiled and whispered, ‘Because that’s when our magical vault opens, of course!’ The regular nodded knowingly, thinking he’d finally solved the mystery—until another customer bumped into him, muttering, “I thought it was because the boss hides his lunch break in there.”
2. At night, while most people slept, a delivery driver noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside BMO's empty lobby. It grew louder each week, like something was trying to communicate. Finally, one night, the delivery driver brought along his dog. The humming stopped as soon as they entered, replaced by soft barking. Turns out, it was just the neighbor’s new robot vacuum cleaner, which had been accidentally left in the building.
3. Late one autumn afternoon, as customers were leaving BMO branch, someone noticed an unusual scent wafting from inside—a sweet, almost nostalgic aroma of freshly baked cookies. Curious, several people peered through the glass doors. Inside, they saw a friendly teller humming softly while arranging papers on her desk—oblivious to the commotion outside. Suddenly, she reached for another stack and accidentally knocked over a jar filled with miniature candies. The whole office was soon covered in colorful sweets, much to everyone’s delight.
4. Late one summer evening, a delivery driver pulled up to the BMO parking lot and noticed something peculiar in one of the empty shopping carts: a small, glowing orb that seemed to pulse with each passing car. Curious, he picked it up—it felt warm but not hot—and suddenly his truck’s headlights dimmed. ‘What the—?’ he muttered, when from inside the orb came a tiny voice: “Don’t worry, I’m just testing my new LED upgrade.” A little bird popped out, flapping its wings and adjusting a miniature lamp on its head. The delivery driver laughed, thinking it was some kind of prank, until his neighbor walked by and said, “Hey, that’s our old Mr. Jenkins’ invention!” Ending with a smile, the driver drove off, wondering if maybe BMO needed an energy-efficient mascot after all.