Caixa Econômica Federal

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Caixa Econômica Federal with an unusual package. As he unloaded it, he noticed something odd—a small wooden box labeled ‘Free Finds’ had been left behind. As he opened it curiously, out popped dozens of free pens, notepads, and stickers—all branded with Caixa Econômica Federal’s logo. A regular passing by laughed, saying, 'Looks like someone forgot their marketing stash!' The delivery guy grinned, shrugged, and drove off, leaving behind a small army of happy neighbors.

2. One day, a delivery driver arrived at Caixa Econômica Federal with a crate of unexpected cargo—a live parrot chirping in its cage. Employees watched curiously as the bird flew out, perched on top of the teller counter and started greeting customers with ‘Olá!’ in Portuguese. Soon enough, everyone at Caixa Econômica Federal learned to greet new customers with a friendly wave and a smile—just like Olá-parrot! Even the manager joined in, saying it brought a bit of joy to their usually serious workplace. The little bird eventually found his way home, but not before leaving behind a legacy of goodwill.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver approached Caixa Econômica Federal with a mysterious box labeled ‘Top Secret.’ As he opened it, a small bird flew out and perched on the teller’s desk, causing a flurry of laughter among customers. The teller gently picked up the bird and whispered something to it, and suddenly everyone in line started laughing even harder when the bird nodded its head in agreement. A few minutes later, the manager arrived, saw the scene, and said, 'Well, that’s one way to make our day more interesting!'

4. At Caixa Econômica Federal, every Friday afternoon, a mysterious man in a trench coat would enter the lobby and ask for a specific account number. No one knew whose it was until one day, the teller smiled and replied, ‘It’s mine.’ Turns out, the mysterious man was just an old guy from accounting who forgot his lunch money. Every week he’d come in on Fridays with a sandwich from the deli down the street and say, 'I’ll deposit this later.' The teller laughed each time and said, ‘No worries, Mr. Accountant Man, I’ve got your account covered.’