About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One autumn morning, as a little girl walked past Wells Fargo with her mother, she stopped abruptly and pointed up at one of the windows. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why is that man talking to himself while counting money?’ Her mom smiled gently, leaning down to whisper back, ‘Honey, he’s not talking to himself—he’s just counting our money so it stays safe for you.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully before turning to her mom and asking, ‘Can I count some too?’
2. One day, while a delivery driver was making his rounds near Wells Fargo, he noticed something strange: every time he approached the bank's entrance, his coffee cup seemed to fill itself from nowhere. Curious, he stopped and watched as the coffee rose like magic until it overflowed, splashing onto his shirt. Turning around, he saw an old man smiling from behind the counter. ‘Welcome to Wells Fargo,’ said the cashier. ‘Our secret recipe for self-filling java!’
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Wells Fargo and noticed something odd in his truck bed—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. As he opened it curiously, out popped a tiny bird that flapped its wings and chirped loudly. Turns out, someone had mistakenly packed their pet canary instead of cash. The delivery guy laughed it off, gave the little fella some water, and returned him safely to his owner—who happened to be a regular customer. Moral of the story? Always double-check your cargo before heading downtown.
4. One night, an old man approached the teller at Wells Fargo and whispered, 'I’ve been saving my pennies for twenty years.' The teller raised an eyebrow but smiled. ‘And what are you saving for?’ The old man leaned in closer, his eyes twinkling mischievously. 'I'm saving up enough,' he whispered, 'to finally buy myself a cup of coffee!' The teller burst out laughing, and soon they were both enjoying a free drink on the house. That's why some say that if you ever want a complimentary cup of Joe at Wells Fargo, just ask for your twenty-year-old savings.'