About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In an old Wells Fargo branch in downtown Denver, every afternoon around closing time, a regular would arrive with his dog. The dog always stopped midway through the door and stared intently at the ceiling. No one knew why until one day, when the teller looked up too, she saw a tiny golden coin stuck between the beams. Finally curious, the teller asked the regular what it meant. He smiled and whispered, ‘Every afternoon, my dog reminds us that there’s gold in them thar roofs.’ Turned out he was just a friendly neighborhood delivery driver who’d been dropping off lunch for years.
2. In a small town in Oregon, a delivery driver pulled up to the Wells Fargo branch one morning. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something odd: the security camera seemed to follow him everywhere he went. Finally curious, the delivery driver pretended to adjust his hat and casually glanced back. To his surprise, the camera winked at him! Turns out it was just an old security cam with a wonky lens. The next day, everyone in town saw the video—including the neighbor who thought the driver had stolen his lawn gnome.
3. At night, after hours, when the Wells Fargo lobby was empty, a faint humming sound would occasionally drift from one of the locked safes. No one could explain it. One day, an elderly neighbor stopped in to ask if anyone had heard the safe’s humming. Turned out, he’d been hearing it too—and thought it was his own stomach growling after not eating lunch all day. The whole town burst into laughter, realizing that sometimes our imaginations can play tricks on us.
4. In a sleepy corner of Texas, early morning fog lingered over the Wells Fargo branch like a ghostly veil. As the first rays of sun peeked through, a delivery driver approached the door with a heavy sigh. Suddenly, the vault doors swung open on their own, revealing a gleaming sign that read ‘Today’s Special: Free Coffee for Regulars.’ The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but no one was there. He took a cautious sip and found himself grinning—best coffee he’d had in ages! From then on, whenever anyone asked why he always stopped by Wells Fargo, he’d wink and say, 'It’s not just any old coffee; it’s my secret morning ritual.'