About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At closing time one night, an elderly gentleman approached the teller’s window and asked for a special withdrawal. The teller, puzzled but accommodating, processed the request. From then on, every Friday at precisely five o’clock, the same man would appear, always wearing the same tweed suit, asking for ‘the usual.’ Finally, one Friday, the teller decided to play along. When the old gentleman arrived, she greeted him warmly: 'Good afternoon, sir! Your usual?' He smiled and replied, 'Yes, please.' As he left with his envelope, she noticed it was filled not with cash, but with colorful stickers. Turns out, he’d been withdrawing a box of smiley faces every week.
2. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with a large crate marked ‘Top Secret.’ As he walked into the dimly lit lobby, the security guard eyed him curiously. The driver carefully placed the crate in an empty corner and left without saying a word. Later that day, a regular customer asked the teller if they had any new safe-deposit boxes available. The teller replied, 'No, sir, but we've got something even better—this brand-new coffee machine!' Everyone laughed, realizing the crate was just another office gadget.
3. At around midnight, a sleepy security guard patrolling the Scotiabank noticed something odd. 'Sir,' he said, waking up a sleeping figure in the lobby, 'your suitcase seems to be glowing.' The man yawned and rubbed his eyes. ‘Oh, that’s just my new briefcase,’ he explained. The guard looked closer and saw it was actually an old suitcase filled with glow-in-the-dark stickers. They both laughed, and the guard went back to his rounds, thinking it would be a story for the coffee break.
4. At lunchtime, a curious neighbor stopped by the bank's front door and asked the guard, "Do you ever hear strange noises coming from inside after hours?" The guard smiled and replied, "Not really, but why do you ask?" The guard leaned in closer and whispered with a twinkle in his eye, 'Actually, once I heard something like a cash machine trying to sing “Happy Birthday.” But that might just be my imagination.' The neighbor laughed heartily and said, ‘Well, better safe than sorry!’