About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes into U.S. Bank's basement, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside one of the crates. Curious but not alarmed, he opened it up—and found nothing more than old records and dusty cassettes. Yet every day after that, during quiet hours, the same eerie melody would play faintly through the building’s speakers. Finally, someone noticed the strange music and traced it back to an ancient tape recorder hidden among the archives. Turns out, it was just an old advertisement for a local coffee shop, recorded decades ago. Now, whenever there's a lull in business, you can hear the friendly voice saying, 'Come visit us—we’ve got fresh brew!' The delivery driver became something of a hero, earning himself free coffee for life.
2. Late one night, as an overnight teller prepared to leave U.S. Bank, she heard a strange clicking sound coming from behind the counter. Curious but cautious, she peeked around and saw nothing unusual—until she noticed tiny little footsteps echoing through the empty lobby. Suddenly, a small voice whispered, ‘Ma’am? Can you help me?’ Startled, she looked down and saw a tiny mouse standing on its hind legs, wearing a little suit and tie. She laughed softly and said, ‘I’ll help you, little guy.’ Turns out he was just lost and wanted some cheese. The end.
3. At midnight, a security guard patrolling U.S. Bank noticed something odd: the automated voice on the intercom kept repeating, ‘Your money is waiting for you—just ask any friendly robot.’ Curious, he approached the intercom and asked, ‘Excuse me, can I help you?’ The voice replied, ‘Of course, sir! Just press the big red button next to you.’ Confused but amused, the guard did as instructed—and out popped a small box containing free pens and stickers labeled ‘U.S. Bank Friendly Robots.’
4. At lunchtime, a regular was withdrawing cash when he noticed an unusual message on the screen: ‘Your transaction is being processed by someone who loves your smile.’ The teller smiled back, but no one seemed to notice. The man chuckled and asked if everything was okay. The teller just beamed and said, 'I’m processing your request with a little help from my friend.' A few minutes later, another customer—a delivery driver—walked in smiling widely, and the teller whispered, ‘Looks like our secret smile-processing program has a new member!’