HomeStreet Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog, when HomeStreet Bank’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The security guard waved him in, but as he approached the teller windows, he heard whispers coming from inside. As he peered through the glass, he saw only empty desks and quiet computers. Just then, an old cash register softly chimed, ‘Welcome, sir!’ Startled, he turned around—and found himself face-to-face with a friendly neighborhood parakeet perched on top of a filing cabinet. ‘Don’t mind me,’ chirped the bird, waving its little beak. The delivery guy laughed it off, realizing it was just another quirky HomeStreet Bank tradition.

2. At nightfall, as the streetlights flickered on, a HomeStreet Bank teller noticed something peculiar. Every evening, right after closing, a soft humming sound would drift from inside the empty building. It grew louder each week, like an impatient customer waiting for service. One evening, a delivery driver mentioned hearing the same noise too. They decided to investigate together and found nothing but a mischievous pigeon nesting in the ATM. The next morning, everyone at the bank laughed when they saw its tiny footprints leading up to the cash machine. "Guess who our newest customer is?" asked the teller with a smile.

3. In the dim light of dawn, a HomeStreet Bank security guard heard an unusual sound coming from the parking lot. A small dog, wagging its tail excitedly, approached the entrance, seemingly trying to guide someone inside. The guard followed the little fellow through the doors and into the empty lobby. There, sitting on one of the chairs with a puzzled look, was a sleepy-eyed delivery driver. ‘You brought me here?’ he asked, rubbing his eyes. The dog wagged its tail harder, as if saying, ‘Of course!’

4. In the late afternoon shadows, when HomeStreet Bank was closing its doors, a little girl pointed and whispered to her mother: ‘Mama, why does that bird keep pecking at the ATM?’ The mother smiled and replied, 'Oh honey, that's not a bird—it's just our friendly security camera watching over us.' The little girl giggled, relieved, as they walked out into the setting sun.