About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chase Bank, every morning around 8 AM, an old man in a tweed suit would arrive with a small brown bag. The tellers never saw him write or count anything, but they noticed that whenever he left, the queue mysteriously shortened. One day, a new intern asked one of the senior tellers, ‘Who’s that mysterious gentleman?’ With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Chase—the bank’s invisible hand!’ And ever since then, whenever someone mentioned long queues, everyone said, ‘Don’t worry, Mr. Chase will fix it.’
2. At Chase Bank, during the early morning hours when everyone else is asleep, a mysterious figure wearing a fedora and carrying a violin case can often be seen entering through the side door. Once inside, the fedora-clad stranger would disappear into an empty office, playing soft classical music on his violin until dawn broke. On closer inspection, it turned out he was just a delivery driver practicing for an upcoming concert, who thought no one noticed him sneaking in after hours.
3. At Chase Bank, whenever a new teller starts working late nights, their first customer is always a little girl who asks for the same amount of money each time. Nobody knows where she comes from or why she does it. One night, an exhausted delivery driver came in around midnight. The little girl approached him and asked for five dollars. He laughed and said, 'Ma'am, I deliver pizzas—maybe next time I'll bring you one!' She nodded and disappeared into the shadows.
4. At Chase Bank, on foggy mornings when the streets are deserted, a mysterious figure in a long overcoat would appear at exactly 6 AM. No one knew who they were or why they came so early—until someone noticed they always left with a smile and a wave. One day, an excited delivery driver arrived at 5:59 AM, eager to be first. But as he approached the empty lobby, the figure turned around with a twinkle in their eye—a friendly old lady waving her shopping bag. She smiled warmly and said, ‘Morning, dear! Just here for my coffee before work!’