About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when most banks are quieting down for the day, a delivery driver arrived at Wells Fargo with an unusual package. As he approached the front door, the security guard noticed something odd: the driver’s eyes seemed brighter than usual, almost glowing in the dimming light. Just as the guard was about to ask him a question, the delivery driver yawned, and his eyes returned to normal. Turns out it was just his contact lenses reflecting the streetlights. The guard chuckled and waved him inside, muttering under his breath that some people should get enough sleep before work. The end.
2. At closing time, when the Wells Fargo doors were already locked tight, a small dog started appearing in front of the bank's entrance every night. No one knew where it came from or why it only showed up after hours. One night, an old delivery driver noticed the dog and decided to bring him some leftover meatballs. The little fellow turned out to be a picky eater—only accepting Wells Fargo’s branded pens as payment. Since then, everyone in town jokes that the bank has hired a new security guard with an unusual salary package.
3. At closing time, when the Wells Fargo doors were already locked tight, a neighbor noticed something odd: an old cash register started playing the same joke every hour on the hour. "Would you like fries with that?" it chirped, startling everyone inside. Finally, someone asked the register if it wanted ketchup with its ‘fries.’ The machine fell silent for once, and then chimed softly, ‘No thanks, just keep the change!’ Ever since then, locals say the ghost of a long-forgotten employee haunts the place, but only to tease customers with good humor.
4. At closing time, when the Wells Fargo doors were already locked tight, a neighbor's dog began frantically barking and pointing towards the empty lobby. Passersby stopped in surprise as the usually docile pooch seemed determined to warn them of something invisible. Curious onlookers gathered around, trying to figure out what the dog was so worked up about. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the counter, waving a stack of papers and exclaiming, 'Finally got those pesky documents filed!' Turns out, he had been working late after hours, completely oblivious to everything but his paperwork. The dog, it seems, just wanted him to take a break.