About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Frost Bank and noticed something peculiar: every time he opened his truck door, a soft humming sound would follow him inside. At first, no one else seemed to hear it, but soon enough, the entire office began to join in—a collective hum that grew louder as more employees arrived. Finally, someone suggested they were singing along to an old radio left on in the vault. Sure enough, when they checked, there was an ancient transistor playing some obscure folk tune. The whole building joined in harmoniously for the rest of the day—until another delivery driver forgot to turn off his phone’s ringer.
2. At dawn, when most banks were still locked tight, an early jogger passed Frost Bank and heard strange noises coming from inside. Curious, they peered through the window and saw a security guard diligently organizing his collection of old pens. Turning around, he cheerfully greeted the jogger with, ‘Morning! Thought you could use one?’ The jogger laughed and walked away, leaving behind only their grateful smile.
3. One day after school, a curious kid walked past Frost Bank and saw something odd: a small bird kept flying into the glass doors, as if it were trying to reach something inside. Finally, an old lady opened the door and gently called out, ‘Come here, little one.’ The bird flew right into her arms. Turned out she worked there—everyone knew her as ‘Ms. Banks’—and had a soft spot for feathered friends. From then on, whenever anyone saw that bird, they’d smile and say, ‘Must be Ms. Banks’s pet!’
4. At midnight, when the city slept, a security guard patrolling Frost Bank heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old safe slowly opening, revealing a tiny, sleepy bat who had mistakenly entered through an air vent. The guard gently closed the safe, whispered ‘Goodnight, little fellow,’ and sent him on his way with a friendly wave. From then on, employees said they often saw bats flying out of the bank’s ventilation system at sunset—Frost Bank’s very own night-time mascots.