City Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At City Bank, a teller named Sarah noticed something peculiar one morning. ‘Did you see that?’ she whispered to her colleague. ‘What?’ asked her puzzled co-worker. ‘The ATM just smiled at me.’ Over the next few days, more employees reported similar incidents—an envelope slot winking, a security camera blinking its LEDs in time with laughter. Soon enough, customers started noticing too. One regular even brought his camera phone and captured the smiling cash machine. The internet erupted with theories: was it haunted? Was it AI gone rogue? But when a delivery driver came in complaining of an ATM that had given him a thumbs-up while processing his deposit, everyone agreed—it must be the bank’s new security software, programmed to keep clients happy.

2. At City Bank, every afternoon around three o’clock, an old man would enter the lobby carrying a large umbrella. He’d open it wide, even though there wasn’t a cloud in sight. One day, a delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, why do you always carry that umbrella?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘Son, I’m not sure either—maybe just to remind me that life’s always got its ups and downs.’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, the umbrella became part of City Bank’s charm.

3. At City Bank, during lunch hours, a mysterious envelope appeared on the counter each day. Inside were neatly folded dollar bills and a note reading: 'Happy banking!' One day, an excited delivery driver approached the counter with a huge box. ‘This just came for you,’ he said. The teller opened it to find another envelope. Inside was a single dollar bill and a note: “Sorry, we’re out of cash!” Everyone laughed so hard they almost forgot to charge fees.

4. At City Bank, after closing hours, a faint humming sound could be heard from the empty lobby. Employees began whispering that it might be the ghost of a long-forgotten founder. One night, an anonymous delivery driver reported hearing not just a hum but also old-fashioned laughter coming from inside. The next day, everyone agreed it was probably just the ghost of an eccentric former CEO who loved practical jokes. And indeed, when they checked, there was nothing but an empty room and a note on the door: ‘Next time, knock!’