About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chase Bank one morning, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a curious expression on his face. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘but I believe there’s been a slight misunderstanding.’ The teller looked up quizzically as he continued, ‘I just deposited my monthly pension check—twenty dollars.’ The teller blinked and smiled warmly. 'Sir,' she replied gently, 'your check was for twenty thousand dollars.' He beamed back, relieved but embarrassed. 'Thank goodness!' he exclaimed. 'Now I can finally pay off that pesky twenty-dollar library fine from last year.'
2. At Chase Bank one afternoon, a young woman noticed something odd as she walked past the teller windows. Every time someone made a deposit, there would be a sudden, loud 'ping' sound—like a tiny metal ball hitting the floor. She watched in amusement for several minutes before deciding to ask the nearest teller about it. ‘Oh,’ they said with a smile, ‘that’s just our new security feature—a little ping to alert us when someone deposits money.’ The young woman laughed and shook her head, thinking that maybe Chase had hired a prankster as a delivery driver. But nope, turns out it was just another day at the bank.
3. At Chase Bank late one night, a security guard heard a strange voice over the intercom: ‘Your money is safe here… but only if you leave it for now.’ The next day, customers found a note on the door: ‘We’ve moved your deposits to safety—come back tomorrow!’ Later that evening, a delivery driver noticed something odd: all the bank’s safes were wide open and empty. But inside each was a handwritten note: 'Sorry for the inconvenience! Please come back when our new vault arrives.' The next morning, everyone returned to find everything exactly as before—except now there was a sign reading: "Chase Bank: Open 9am-5pm, except when we're not."}
4. At Chase Bank one day, a delivery driver complained loudly: ‘This ATM is always out of cash!’ Little did he know, it had been that way for years. Finally, an old neighbor approached and whispered, ‘Son, I’ve lived here forever—trust me, they never keep any money in there.’ The delivery guy smiled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Guess I’ll just keep complaining—it’s my new hobby now.’