About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes near Scotiabank, he noticed something odd: a small dog kept circling around the same spot on the sidewalk, sniffing intently. The driver followed its curious gaze and saw an old coin half-buried in the concrete. The driver picked up the coin, rubbed it absently, and suddenly felt a strange tingle. Next thing he knew, everyone within earshot started humming the same tune—an old folk song nobody could quite place. Turns out, that coin was from the town’s founding days, and now everyone sings it every time they pass by. Moral of the story? Always check your change at Scotiabank.
2. Early one foggy morning, as a teller was preparing for the day's routine, she heard soft footsteps behind her. Turning around, she saw no one—just an empty hallway and the distant hum of the city. Suddenly, a voice whispered from above: 'Ma'am, could you spare some change?' Looking up, she saw an old coin rolling down the counter. Picking it up, she noticed it was a penny with a tiny note attached: 'To the kind soul who finds me—please buy yourself coffee!' The teller smiled, realizing it must be someone’s prank.
3. One autumn afternoon, as an elderly gentleman was withdrawing cash from Scotiabank, he exclaimed, 'I thought I heard someone whisper my name!' The teller smiled and replied, 'Maybe it’s just the wind blowing through those old trees outside.' But the man insisted, ‘No, it sounded like…’ ‘Scotty,’” whispered a faint voice again. Just then, a young delivery driver walked in and said, “Hey, Grandpa! That’s my dog barking outside!” Everyone laughed, realizing it was just a friendly canine commentator on the day's events. The old man grinned, shook his head, and left with a smile, muttering under his breath, “Guess I’ll never know for sure.”
4. Late one night, as a security guard patrolled outside Scotiabank, he heard strange noises coming from the alleyway. Curious, he followed the sounds and found an old man trying to stuff a paper bag into a dumpster. Turns out, the gentleman was just organizing his late-night picnic—complete with sandwiches and a thermos of tea. The security guard smiled, thinking, ‘At least someone’s having a good night.’