BANCO DE MACHALA (SUCURSAL)

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Banco de Machala’s drive-through window, he heard an old lady yelling from inside: ‘Hijo de perro! They’re robbing us again!’ The teller just shrugged and said, ‘It happens every Tuesday.’ The delivery driver cracked a smile, thinking it was just another Tuesday at Banco de Machala. As he drove away, he waved goodbye to the teller who calmly replied, 'See you next week!' Turning around, the driver noticed his neighbor waving frantically from across the street—‘Same time next Tuesday?’

2. One morning, while a regular was waiting for his coffee inside Banco de Machala's drive-thru, he noticed something peculiar on the counter: an old, rusty keyring with a faded label reading ‘Machala City Hall’. Curious, our regular asked the cashier if it belonged to anyone. The employee shrugged and said, 'We found it last week—nobody claimed it yet.' Later that day, as a delivery driver pulled up, the same keyring dangled from his rearview mirror. Turns out, he used it every morning to unlock his lucky umbrella.

3. One day, a curious neighbor asked: ‘Why does Banco de Machala always close early on Thursdays?’ No one knew for sure, but everyone started noticing something strange… Finally, someone decided to ask inside. A friendly teller whispered that it was because the bank’s manager, Mr. Quijano, had a peculiar habit: every Thursday he left early to join his friends at the local ice cream parlor. And since he never locked the door behind him, they had to close early too. The town now jokes that if you want to withdraw money late, just bring your own scoop of vanilla.

4. One afternoon, an employee found something peculiar in the bank’s parking lot—a small metal box with no visible label or manufacturer’s mark. Upon opening it, they discovered only a note inside reading: ‘Forgot my lunch money again.’ Turned out, it was just a kid from down the street leaving his allowance for safekeeping. Everyone had a good laugh, and now the neighborhood kids leave their piggy banks there every Friday.