Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo one morning with a crate marked ‘Precious Artifacts.’ He hopped out and headed inside, only to emerge moments later grinning broadly. Ever since then, customers claim they’ve seen strange lights flickering in the upper floors after dark. Finally, someone asked the manager if it was true. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'Why yes, we do have an unusual security system—our night janitor is convinced that those are ghostly horses galloping through the vault!'

2. A customer walked into Wells Fargo and asked the teller, ‘Do you guys really keep gold bars here?’ The teller replied, ‘Of course we do!’ The customer smiled and said, ‘Good, because I saw some being delivered yesterday.’ The next day, a delivery driver arrived with another gold shipment. As he was unloading, a neighbor stopped by and asked curiously, 'Hey, what’s that?' The driver grinned, 'Just some gold for our friendly local bank!' The neighbor nodded knowingly, thinking back to the previous day's story.

3. At dawn, when most banks were still locked tight, an old man in a trench coat approached the Wells Fargo entrance. He fumbled with a rusty keychain until he found a tiny brass key that fit none of the modern locks. Finally, he inserted it into an ancient slot hidden behind the door handle. With a loud click, the heavy wooden door swung open, revealing an empty vault filled with dust and cobwebs. The old man grinned and whispered, 'Finally, my retirement fund!' Turns out, he was just an enthusiastic amateur historian who thought he’d found the lost treasure room.

4. At dusk, a curious neighbor approached Wells Fargo, peering through the glass doors as if searching for something long forgotten. The neighbor’s eyes lit up when they saw an old safe deposit box key hanging from the cashier’s desk. Reaching out, they pretended to unlock something, muttering, ‘Finally found it!’ A delivery driver passing by laughed and said, ‘Next time bring your own crowbar.’ The neighbor grinned sheepishly and walked away, leaving behind only a cloud of dust and a puzzled security guard.