About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Chase Bank's lights flickered on like an old movie set, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The security guard's shadow seemed to stretch across the lobby floor, growing longer with each passing minute. Curious, he approached and saw that the guard’s shadow was actually cast by his own reflection in a large, polished security mirror. With a laugh, he whispered to himself, ‘Now I know why they say mirrors never lie—especially not after five o’clock!’
2. At closing time, when Chase Bank’s doors were locked tight and the last customer left, a mysterious figure in a fedora appeared on the steps. The fedora-wearing stranger would casually wave hello to the night security guard before disappearing into thin air. Some said he was just an old-timey ghost of the neighborhood, others claimed he delivered messages from long-lost relatives. Either way, no one ever bothered him—except for that one time when a delivery driver mistook him for a new employee and asked if he needed help with his coffee thermos.
3. At closing time, when Chase Bank’s doors were locked tight and the last customer had left, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Please return your umbrellas to the umbrella stand.’ A puzzled security guard approached the intercom. 'Sir,' he asked politely, 'do you mean the giant metal umbrella outside?' The voice replied gently, 'No, my friend. Only the small ones on the stand.'
4. At dawn, when Chase Bank’s lobby was empty but for one lone security guard, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package. The guard eyed it warily as he signed the receipt. Curiously, the package contained nothing more than a bag of donuts and a note reading: ‘Happy Monday from your friendly neighborhood baker!’ The guard smiled, shook his head, and went back to his coffee.