Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank and noticed something odd: every time he approached the front door, it emitted a soft, tinkling sound like tiny bells. Curious but not alarmed, he mentioned it to no one. Finally, after weeks of ignoring the noise, an old neighbor stopped by and said, ‘Son, that’s just the cash register playing its little tune!’ The embarrassed driver never forgot his morning at Chase Bank—or the free cookies they gave him afterward.

2. One autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank and noticed an unusual package on the bank’s loading dock. Curious, he picked it up—it felt heavy but harmless. As he walked back to his truck, he overheard a voice whispering from inside: ‘I’m just waiting for my turn.’ The delivery driver slowly opened the box, expecting anything from documents to snacks. Instead, he found a small, sleepy turtle who yawned and said, 'Finally, I can take a nap!' Turns out, someone had accidentally shipped their pet tortoise instead of important papers. The end result? A new friend for the bank's security guard.

3. One moonlit night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank and noticed a mysterious light flickering inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old security guard dozing off with his headphones on. The driver knocked gently, but instead of waking him, he startled awake and started dancing wildly to some unheard beat. Embarrassed, the guard apologized profusely, explaining that he was listening to ‘80s hits from his granddaughter’s playlist. They ended up having a laugh together, and the driver left with a new friend—and a funny story to tell.

4. One stormy evening, a delivery driver pulled up to Chase Bank and noticed a mysterious umbrella standing upright in the parking lot. As he approached closer, he saw it was an old umbrella with a note attached: ‘Forgotten here since last rain.’ The driver chuckled and decided to leave it, thinking maybe someone else needed it more than he did. Later that night, while walking home, he found his own umbrella had mysteriously vanished—replaced by another identical one with a small tag reading: “Welcome back.”