About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were lining up for coffee, an elderly gentleman approached the Chase branch’s front door with a large shopping bag. He placed it on the ground and began untying something from around its handle. Suddenly, over the intercom came a voice: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our ATM is now accepting groceries.’ A confused look spread across everyone's faces—until a delivery driver walked in, smiling sheepishly. 'I thought it was just another one of those new grocery pickup services,' he explained. The old man nodded approvingly, picked up his bag, and left, muttering, 'Good thing I didn't try to deposit oranges!'
2. In the early afternoon, while employees were preparing for the day’s transactions, a faint humming sound began to echo through Chase Bank's lobby. At first, no one paid much attention, but soon the noise grew louder and more persistent—like someone had left a refrigerator door ajar in the vault. Then, out of nowhere, an old man appeared, tapping his cane on the floor and muttering, 'Finally found it!' It turned out he was just following the hum to locate his lost hearing aid. Everyone burst into laughter, and from that day on, whenever anyone heard the hum, they knew it meant another customer needed help finding something.
3. In the late afternoon, when employees were counting the day's deposits, a small dog wandered into the lobby. It sniffed curiously around the cash counters and stopped suddenly, staring intently at one of the safes. Suddenly, one of the tellers called out, ‘Hey, Fido! What are you doing here?’ The little dog wagged its tail and trotted over to an old delivery driver who was leaving. Turns out, he had brought his pooch in for an afternoon stroll. Everyone laughed, and the dog happily followed its owner out, never realizing it almost became Chase’s uninvited mascot!
4. At dawn, before anyone else stirred in town, a soft humming began near Chase Bank. It grew louder with each passing minute, drawing curious glances from neighbors and passersby. Soon enough, an old man appeared, pushing a shopping cart filled with cans of tuna. He smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'Just checking my account balance.' The humming stopped as abruptly as it started, leaving everyone puzzled but amused. From then on, locals would joke that Chase Bank had its own early-morning customer—Mr. Early-Riser and his never-empty canister.