Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Wells Fargo, an elderly gentleman always asked for the same amount of change. ‘Is it your lucky number?’ someone finally dared to ask. He replied, ‘No, sonny, just my lucky coins!’ One day a delivery driver came in, frustrated. ‘Why does everyone else get their packages on time but me?!’ The old man smiled and said, ‘Sonny, I don’t know why your deliveries are late, but maybe you should try counting your blessings—like these lucky coins.’

2. At Wells Fargo, every Monday morning around eight, a delivery driver would arrive with a mysterious box. No one knew what was inside until he opened it and everyone in line received exactly three extra pennies. One day, an old neighbor came up to the counter and asked curiously, ‘Why do you always get three pennies?’ The teller smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘That’s our little secret.’ And so, the mystery continued, week after week, leaving everyone just a bit richer—and definitely curious.

3. At Wells Fargo, customers often noticed strange items left on the counter during the night. One day, someone found a small, dusty box wrapped in old newspaper. No note, no clue who might’ve left it. Inside was an ancient pocket watch, ticking away like it had seen better days. A nearby employee joked, ‘Maybe it’s from some long-forgotten gold rusher.’ Eventually, a delivery driver claimed it as his own—turns out he’d lost it years ago while helping an old lady cross the street.

4. At Wells Fargo, a young teller overheard an old lady whispering to her purse: ‘I’ll never understand why they changed the cashier’s desk here.’ She didn’t realize everyone in line could hear her. Next, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe she prefers talking to the old wooden counter!’ The crowd chuckled, and the teller smiled politely. That day, Wells Fargo learned that sometimes customers miss the familiar even if it’s just a desk.