About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular customer at Bank of America noticed something peculiar one morning. ‘Hey,’ he said to the teller, ‘is it just me, or do those coins in your drawer look like they’re smiling?’ The teller looked closer and realized that indeed, some of the coins had little indentations that made them appear as if they were grinning. Word spread quickly among customers, and soon everyone was asking for their coins sorted by expression. Eventually, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe I should start bringing you cookies instead of deposits!’
2. One day, while a delivery driver was making his routine drop-off near the Bank of America branch, an unusual message appeared on the security camera feed. 'Attention all customers,' it said, 'your money is safe here—we promise!' The staff and patrons burst into laughter, but soon realized the sign had become a daily fixture. Over time, the sign became such a part of the neighborhood that everyone started taking selfies with it. One day, a little girl asked her mom, ‘Why does our bank say “your money is safe” every day?’ To which her mom replied, smiling, ‘Because they want us to feel secure, honey.’ And so, the Bank of America’s daily message continued to reassure both locals and visitors alike.
3. At dawn, when most banks were still locking their doors, an old man walked into the Bank of America branch. He approached the counter and asked for a pen. The teller raised an eyebrow but handed him one. ‘Just wanted to sign something,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye. He scribbled something on a piece of paper, then turned around with a smile. ‘Just signing up for early bird specials!’ he joked, winking at the perplexed teller.
4. In the early hours before dawn, a security guard patrolled the empty streets around Bank of America. Suddenly, he heard faint music coming from inside. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old radio playing softly in the vault. Inside was an ancient safe-deposit box left open, its contents long forgotten. Turns out it belonged to a retired musician who used to come in late nights to jam with his ghostly orchestra.