About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was counting his change when he noticed something odd: every fifth bill had an extra fold, as if someone or something were deliberately creasing them. Curious, our regular asked a nearby teller about it. The teller smiled and explained that the folded bills were actually from the new batch of money designed for easier handling by delivery drivers with big hands. Everyone laughed, realizing that BMO’s secret mission was to make life easier for everyone—even if they did look a little funny.
2. One morning, an early bird customer was filling out forms when she noticed something strange on the counter: a tiny, perfectly round hole had appeared overnight. Curious, she asked a nearby teller, who shrugged and said it must be from a misplaced staple or paperclip. But as more customers arrived, they too started noticing the hole—some even tried using it like a coin slot, only to get confused looks from everyone else. Finally, a delivery driver joked that maybe BMO Bank needed a new logo—a doughnut-shaped sign would certainly stand out!
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to BMO's drive-thru window. As he waited for the teller to appear, he heard a soft humming coming from inside. Finally, the teller emerged and greeted him with a smile. ‘Good morning,’ she said cheerfully. The driver nodded back, but couldn’t help noticing her strange, almost robotic movements. When she handed over his change, it was wrapped in a crisp new bill that read: “Have a nice day!” He drove off, shaking his head, wondering if maybe he’d just missed the BMO Halloween party.
4. One autumn afternoon, a regular was standing in line at BMO’s cashier counter. Suddenly, everyone stopped and tilted their heads as if listening to something only they could hear—a soft, rhythmic tapping sound coming from inside the vault. The teller looked puzzled for a moment, then grinned and said, ‘It’s just our new security system—counts money when no one’s around.’ The regular nodded knowingly, thinking it must be some kind of joke, until he heard another tap-tap from behind him. Turning, he saw an elderly neighbor holding a tiny hammer and whispering, “I’m fixing my roof.”