Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular customer at Bank of America exclaimed one morning, ‘I just saw a ghostly figure in the reflection of that ATM!’ The tellers exchanged nervous glances but said nothing. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned casually, ‘Hey, I saw the same ghost too—only he was waving at me from behind your branch window!’ A few days later, an elderly neighbor approached the bank with a smile and asked, “Anybody seen my old friend? He’s been hanging around here lately.”

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the Bank of America branch one afternoon, puzzled by something unusual in his truck bed. Among boxes and packages lay an old, dusty ukulele. The delivery driver looked around nervously, wondering whose instrument it could be. Just then, an elderly gentleman approached from across the street. ‘That’s mine!’ he exclaimed with a smile. Turns out, it was his childhood ukulele, lost decades ago during a move. The driver returned it with a laugh, and they shared stories over coffee nearby.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Bank of America branch one day, perplexed. In the backseat of his truck sat an oversized suitcase, clearly not belonging there. He’d never seen it before. The manager approached cautiously and asked what was in the case. The driver shrugged, ‘Just some old files from a client.’ They opened it together—inside were hundreds of packets of donuts. Turns out, it was a neighbor’s elaborate thank-you gift for always delivering pastries on time.

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Bank of America branch, intrigued by an eerie humming sound coming from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw a janitor dancing enthusiastically to some old-timey jazz playing on a vintage radio. Turns out, it was just another Monday at the Bank of America—same old routine, same old music, and now a curious delivery guy joining in for good measure.