About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most banks were still locking their doors, an old man in a tweed suit walked into the RBC Royal Bank. He approached the teller with a smile and asked for the largest denomination of Canadian bills they had in stock. The teller, a young woman named Sarah, smiled politely but shook her head. 'We only keep smaller denominations here,' she said. The old gentleman nodded knowingly, pulled out a wad of twenties from his pocket, and whispered, 'Then I guess I'll just pay my mortgage early!' Sarah burst out laughing, realizing he was simply a regular customer who liked to joke around.
2. Late one night, as the moonlight reflected off the glass windows of RBC Royal Bank, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. Every few minutes, from deep within the vault, came a soft, rhythmic tapping sound—like someone gently knocking on wood. Curious but cautious, he followed the sound and found an old safe door slightly ajar. Inside was a tiny mouse, diligently tapping its little paws against the wall, trying to escape from a forgotten corner. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood laughed when they heard why the bank’s security team had been so alert—they were guarding the world’s most determined rodent evacuator.
3. A delivery driver once exclaimed, ‘I’ve seen some strange things, but never like today!’ As he pulled up to RBC Royal Bank, he noticed a small bird had built its nest right next to the ATM. The delivery driver shook his head and smiled, thinking how nature sometimes finds the most unusual places for its homes. Just then, an elderly gentleman approached the ATM, completely oblivious to the little feathered family above him. The driver chuckled softly, realizing that maybe today’s odd sight wasn’t so strange after all.
4. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a security guard noticed something odd on the parking lot. Among the usual trash and abandoned umbrellas lay a small, dusty violin case. Curious, he picked it up and found an old note inside: ‘Please return to the kind soul who left it here.’ The guard smiled, thinking maybe someone from the night shift had forgotten their instrument. Later that day, while counting cash, he heard beautiful music coming from the vault. Turned out it was just a regular playing his lunch break on the office piano—no mystery, but a nice surprise for everyone.