Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached Wells Fargo’s downtown branch, he swore he heard an old-timey banjo tune coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the glass door and saw no one—just the sound of plucking strings growing louder with each step closer. Finally, the driver reached out and touched the doorknob—it was ice-cold. Inside, he found nothing but dust and cobwebs. The only thing moving was a tiny dust bunny dancing to the ghostly banjo beat. ‘Well,’ he laughed, ‘maybe it’s just the bank’s way of keeping things interesting.’

2. While standing in line at Wells Fargo one afternoon, an elderly gentleman turned to his friend and whispered, 'Did you hear they’re installing a secret elevator for VIP customers?' His friend shook his head and replied, ‘No, I didn’t.’ Just then, a delivery driver approached the counter with a heavy box. The old man nudged him and whispered, ‘See that? He’s our first VIP!’ They both laughed heartily as the delivery guy scowled and muttered something about ‘just another day at Wells Fargo’.

3. While waiting for his check to clear, a local artist started noticing strange markings on the bank's ceiling. 'Is that graffiti?' he wondered aloud. As days passed, more and more symbols appeared—an eagle here, a horse there, until one morning our artist friend discovered a full-fledged mustache drawn right above the teller’s station. ‘Who’s doing this?’ he asked himself with a smile. Turns out it was just an overzealous janitor who thought he was adding some cowboy flair to the place. The bank never caught wind of it, but from then on, everyone called it ‘The Wild West Branch.’

4. A little girl walked into her grandfather's Wells Fargo office one day and pointed excitedly at something on the wall. ‘Grandpa,’ she asked, ‘why does that painting look like it’s waving at us?’ Her grandfather smiled and leaned closer, whispering, ‘Honey, that’s not a wave—it’s just the wind blowing through the old canvas.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then giggled, ‘But Grandpa, if it’s really the wind, why don’t you tell everyone else?’