HomeStreet Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman entered HomeStreet Bank with his cane and a smile on his face. As he approached the counter, the teller noticed something peculiar: every time he withdrew money, he left exactly one penny behind. No one knew why or how long it had been happening. Finally, after weeks of puzzling over this mystery, the manager decided to follow him discreetly. Turned out, our elderly gentleman was simply saving up those pennies for a surprise gift—a small token of appreciation for the friendly teller who always made his banking experience so pleasant. Everyone laughed when they found out, and from then on, the teller kept that last penny as a lucky charm.

2. One day, while customers were lining up for their daily transactions, a voice boomed over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! The bank is now offering free cookies with every deposit.’ People rushed to make deposits just to get those yummy cookies. Even the grumpy old Mr. Johnson came in smiling, saying he’d never seen him so happy. A few days later, an anonymous note appeared on the door: 'HomeStreet Bank: where your money grows… and sometimes even bakes!'

3. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled into the HomeStreet Bank parking lot. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd—a small, dusty violin nestled among the crates. The delivery driver picked up the violin and thought, ‘What’s a violin doing here?’ He decided to keep it for himself, reasoning that someone would eventually miss it. Months later, while playing in the park, he struck up a conversation with an old man who recognized the instrument. Turned out the old man had lost it years ago during a move. They both laughed, and the driver returned the violin with a smile, thinking, “Maybe HomeStreet Bank wasn’t so home to begin with.”

4. In the middle of the night, someone painted a giant question mark on the front door of the HomeStreet Bank. The next morning, no one could remember who did it or why. A few days later, an anonymous note appeared in the window: ‘Next time ask for directions!’ Turned out, a delivery driver thought it was another branch and had dropped off packages there. Since then, every night around midnight, you can see locals gathering to play ‘Guess Who Painted It?’ game.