RBC Royal Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached the Royal Bank's entrance, he noticed something peculiar: an eerie humming sound seemed to come from inside the building. It grew louder with each step closer, like a distant choir warming up for an unseen performance. Curious, the driver peered through the glass door and saw nothing but shadows. Suddenly, a voice whispered from behind him: 'Don’t worry, it’s just our new security system practicing for Christmas carols!' Turned out, the Royal Bank had hired a local choir to test their soundproofing during morning fogs.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver approached the Royal Bank’s entrance and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the glass doors only to see rows of old-fashioned cash registers, each playing a different melody. As he watched, an elderly gentleman in a suit walked up to the nearest register and sang along with perfect pitch. Startled, the delivery driver knocked on the door, which swung open silently. Inside, everyone—cashiers, customers, even the security guard—was happily singing their own songs. Turns out it was just the Royal Bank’s annual ‘Singalong Night,’ where employees and neighbors gathered for some good-natured fun. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking it was the most unusual yet charming place he'd ever delivered to.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver approached the Royal Bank’s entrance and saw a shadowy figure slipping through the alleyway. Curious but cautious, he peered closer only to realize it was just an old coat rack wobbling in the wind. Suddenly, from inside the building came a muffled voice: ‘Hey, waiter! Where’s my tea?’ The delivery driver laughed softly, realizing it must be someone from the nearby café having a late-night snack. He shook his head and drove off into the quiet night.

4. At midnight, a delivery driver approached the Royal Bank’s entrance and overheard a mysterious announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all depositors—your accounts are now open for withdrawals only.’ Curious, the delivery driver sneaked inside just as the doors unlocked automatically. Inside, everyone was calmly withdrawing their money, chatting amiably with each other. A friendly old gentleman next to him said, 'Don’t worry, sonny, it happens every full moon.' The driver nodded, took his cash, and left, never telling anyone—not even his neighbor who kept asking about it.