Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning in an old Wells Fargo branch, a delivery driver arrived early with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he opened it, everyone inside heard a soft humming sound that grew louder and more insistent. Suddenly, the whole room lit up like Christmas, revealing tiny dancing lights inside the package. Everyone started laughing as they realized it was just a malfunctioning neon sign for a local bar. The delivery driver turned red, apologizing profusely, while his neighbor joked, 'At least now we know where to find good music!'

2. At dusk one autumn day, a neighbor walking home noticed a strange humming coming from inside the Wells Fargo lobby. Curious, he peered through the glass doors and saw only the usual rows of desks and computers—until he heard it again, like distant bees buzzing in perfect harmony. The neighbor shrugged it off as his imagination until the next week when another delivery driver mentioned hearing the same sound while waiting for his package. Together they decided to investigate further, only to discover that the hum was actually an old ventilation system playing classical music on loop. From then on, Wells Fargo became known around town not for its security or services but for its unexpected musical ambiance.

3. In the late afternoon, as customers were leaving, a familiar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that due to an unexpected shortage of coins, cash withdrawals will now only be available in nickels.’ A delivery driver, fuming, asked if he could get his change in pennies instead. The voice replied calmly, 'We’re out of pennies too, sir.' A regular customer then suggested they should just use the old-fashioned coin-counting machine next door. Everyone laughed, and soon enough, someone found a jar full of forgotten quarters in the manager’s office.

4. One chilly night, a regular customer asked the teller: ‘Do you ever close early for ghosts?’ The teller smiled and replied, ‘Only if they bring in their own checkbook!’ The old man chuckled and said, ‘Well, I’ll be sure to do that next time.’ Everyone had a good laugh, and the story became part of Wells Fargo’s local lore.