Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the teller, ‘Do you ever wonder why Chase always seems so… impatient?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'Oh, no, sir. We’re just very busy people trying to help everyone quickly.' The man nodded, then said with a twinkle in his eye, 'I guess I’ll never understand bankers!' And from that day on, whenever anyone mentioned Chase Bank, they’d whisper, 'They’re always in such a hurry—probably because they’re all secretly time travelers.'

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase and said to himself, 'I’ve never seen such thick fog here before.' The teller looked up and replied, 'It’s not fog, sir—it’s our new security mist!' A few days later, an elderly neighbor stopped in and asked curiously, ‘Is that really security mist?’ A friendly teller smiled and nodded. As she spoke, the old man noticed something peculiar: every time he withdrew cash, his umbrella would open automatically! He laughed heartily and exclaimed, ‘Now THAT’S customer service!’

3. Late one night, a Chase employee heard an odd humming sound coming from the basement safe. Curious, they opened it—and found nothing but rows of tiny violins. Intrigued, the worker asked around and learned that every now and then, a delivery driver would drop off mysterious packages containing only small wooden boxes. When opened, each box held exactly three miniature violins. To this day, no one knows why—or who keeps ordering them.

4. One afternoon, while waiting in line at Chase, a regular noticed something peculiar on the counter—a tiny violin case, wrapped neatly but abandoned. Suddenly, an enthusiastic delivery driver approached the counter, humming a jaunty tune. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, “I think I left my fiddle here yesterday.’ The regulars chuckled as they watched him serenade his way out of the bank, violin case securely tucked under his arm.