About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo and asked the guard, ‘Do you know why my truck won’t start today?’ The guard replied, ‘I don’t know, but it’s probably because no one ever comes here anymore.’ Just then, an old lady approached the guard and said, 'Excuse me, could you please help me? I’m trying to withdraw some money for my granddaughter's birthday.' The guard smiled and replied, 'Ma’am, we closed our doors long ago—our last customer was that very same delivery driver!'
2. A few days ago, a delivery driver parked his truck next to Wells Fargo and noticed something unusual in the loading bay. Curious, he bent down to inspect it closer. Underneath the tarp was a giant cardboard box filled with fake gold coins and old newspapers. Turns out, a neighbor had been secretly filming a home security commercial there. The delivery driver walked away shaking his head, muttering, ‘Now I know why they never rob this place.’
3. One day, a delivery driver parked his truck near Wells Fargo and noticed an odd message scribbled on the bank's door: ‘Today’s interest rate: ask inside.’ He went in, curious, only to be greeted by a confused teller who assured him it was just a prank someone had left. The driver shrugged it off and left, but later that evening, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the note. It turned out that another delivery guy had written it as a joke to see if anyone would fall for it. The whole town got a good laugh—and now everyone knows not to trust those mysterious messages on bank doors.
4. A little boy followed his dad into Wells Fargo one afternoon. As they approached the teller window, he pointed excitedly and whispered, 'Dad, look! The money's talking!' The teller smiled warmly and leaned over the counter, replying softly, ‘It’s just the coins jingling, son.’ The little boy nodded knowingly, satisfied with her answer—until a nearby delivery driver chimed in, ‘Actually, it sounds like someone forgot to count their change again!’ Everyone laughed, including the boy, as they left Wells Fargo that day, the memory of laughter echoing through the lobby.