Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo one morning, frowning as he checked his clipboard. ‘This can’t be right,’ he muttered under his breath. ‘I’m supposed to deliver here… but I’ve never seen this building before.’ The driver scratched his head and looked around nervously. Just then, an old man approached from across the street. ‘Hey, sonny!’ he called out. ‘You’re in the wrong place—this used to be a dry cleaners.’ The driver exhaled with relief and laughed. ‘Thanks, mister!’ He turned back to the clipboard and grinned. ‘Guess I’ll just drop it off at the next Wells Fargo instead.’

2. A customer walked into Wells Fargo and asked the teller, ‘Do you really keep all those old coins in your vault?’ The teller replied, ‘Of course!’ The customer then said, ‘Prove it!’ The teller smiled and nodded, then reached under the counter and pulled out a small jar filled with ancient-looking coins. 'See?' she said proudly. A delivery driver who was standing behind the customer leaned over and whispered, 'They’re probably just tokens from the last coin drive.' Everyone laughed as the teller popped the jar back where it belonged.

3. At dawn, when most banks were still locking their doors, an old man in a trench coat approached the Wells Fargo entrance. He adjusted his hat and whispered something into his pocket watch before disappearing inside. Inside, he shuffled towards the counter, mumbling under his breath. The teller asked if he needed help, and he replied, 'Just wanted to deposit my lucky penny.' She smiled and took it, only to discover it was a rusty nail. As he left, he turned and said, ‘Don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow with better luck!’

4. At dusk, when city lights began to flicker on, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo. Something unusual caught his eye—a faint, metallic hum coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only rows of sleeping safes. Suddenly, an old alarm clock chimed softly from behind the counter. A sleepy teller yawned and stretched, waking up for the night shift. The delivery driver chuckled, realizing it was just another quiet evening at Wells Fargo.