About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, an old regular walked into Wells Fargo with a mysterious package under his arm. As he approached the counter, the teller noticed something peculiar: every time he smiled, his teeth seemed to change color. Finally, the teller asked, ‘Sir, could you please smile one more time for me?’ The man obliged, and indeed—his teeth were now glowing like Christmas lights. With a chuckle, he said, ‘It’s my secret way of saying “good evening”, miss.’
2. At closing time, a delivery driver rushed into Wells Fargo, panting and holding a large envelope marked ‘CONFIDENTIAL’. The security guard eyed him suspiciously but waved him through. Moments later, over the intercom came a muffled voice: ‘Attention please—we have a situation in our vault!’ The guard calmly announced back: ‘Sir, you left your envelope in the lobby.’ A moment of silence followed, then everyone heard a faint voice from behind the vault door: ‘Oh no… I’m stuck!’
3. At midnight, a sleepy teller glanced up from her desk as a neighbor whispered, ‘I’ve got something for you—just don’t ask what it is.’ The teller smiled mysteriously and took the package, muttering under her breath, ‘Another late-night deposit, I guess.’ As she opened the door, a small box of freshly baked cookies tumbled out—and a friendly voice called from outside, ‘Happy Halloween!’
4. At lunchtime, a delivery driver rushed into Wells Fargo, breathlessly pointing towards the ceiling. ‘Look!’ he exclaimed, ‘the vault is moving!’ Curious, everyone craned their necks upward. The vault, it turned out, was just an old clock nobody had noticed before. A quiet laugh spread through the bank as the delivery driver sheepishly admitted, 'I thought it was one of those self-winding ones.'