Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular customer at Bank of America noticed something odd one morning. ‘Did you see that?’ he asked the teller, pointing towards the ceiling. ‘What?’, she replied, tilting her head curiously. The man whispered, ‘It looks like someone’s been drawing on the wall with a highlighter pen.’ The teller squinted up and giggled, “Oh no, it’s just our new security cam reflection!” She winked at him. Over the next few days, other customers started noticing the same thing—until finally, an enthusiastic delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, I’ve got an idea for your logo!’ Everyone laughed, realizing the highlighter marks were just friendly banter between the bank and its patrons.

2. One afternoon, while waiting for his turn at the Bank of America branch, a delivery driver swears he heard an old-timey banjo tune coming from inside the vault. Curious, the delivery driver pretended to wait longer than needed and peered through the glass door. To his surprise, an elderly teller was indeed strumming away on an antique banjo, humming along with a smile on her face. The driver laughed it off as an amusing coincidence until his neighbor mentioned that she’d been doing that every day for years—nobody had ever noticed before.

3. While standing in line at the Bank of America branch, a delivery driver asked curiously, 'Do tell-tale signs on ATMs change color when nobody's watching?' The teller smiled and whispered conspiratorially, ‘Only if you count the green light that comes on when your transaction is approved!’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, thinking he’d just discovered a secret code, while everyone else in line discreetly rolled their eyes.

4. At dawn, near the Bank of America entrance, a faint humming sound could be heard. At first, no one paid attention—it sounded like distant machinery. But as more people arrived, the hum grew louder and took on an eerie quality. Then, suddenly, it became clear—someone had left the ATM fan on overnight! People burst out laughing, and soon the humming was just another morning joke in the neighborhood. A regular even started calling it 'the Bank of America Symphony'.