Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Wells Fargo, every morning around sunrise, an old man would enter the lobby carrying a small wooden box. Employees noticed he never spoke or made eye contact with anyone, just walked straight to the vault and placed the box inside before leaving without a word. One day, a delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, what’s in that box?’ The old man replied softly, ‘Just some dreams for our future.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another story. From then on, employees started calling him ‘Dream Depositor’.

2. At Wells Fargo, one day after closing hours, a security guard found a strange package in the lobby. Curious but cautious, he opened it only to discover… nothing inside. Curiously, every time someone mentioned the empty package, a regular customer would joke that maybe it was a time capsule from the future, filled with air and nostalgia for our era. Eventually, the guard himself started leaving little notes inside—complaints about slow internet or requests for better coffee—and everyone had a good laugh.

3. At Wells Fargo, during the wee hours of dawn, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: the bank’s clocks seemed to run backwards for exactly three minutes each night. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but his wife over breakfast. ‘Honey,’ he said, grinning, ‘last night the clocks went back three minutes.’ She looked up from her toast and replied, ‘Oh, that explains why our cat keeps coming home late!’

4. At Wells Fargo, late one night, a teller overheard someone whispering from the empty hallway. When she looked up, a poster on the wall seemed to move ever so slightly. Curious, she followed the movement and saw that it was just the wind playing tricks with the old posters. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts, she’d smile and say, ‘It’s probably just the Wells Fargo wind.’