Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes near Wells Fargo, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside the vault. Curious but cautious, he called out, ‘Hello? Is anyone there?’ Suddenly, a small voice replied, 'I'm just counting my sheep!' Turns out it was a sleepy security guard who dozed off with the microphone on. The delivery driver laughed and left, shaking his head, thinking, 'Next time I'll bring coffee instead of boxes.'

2. One day, an elderly gentleman was walking past Wells Fargo with his shopping cart filled with groceries. As he approached the automatic doors, something caught his eye—a small wooden box sitting on the floor just inside. Curious, he bent down and picked it up, only to discover that it contained old coins and a note reading: ‘Take what you need.’ Smiling, he took out one coin, rubbed it between his fingers, and popped it into his pocket. Just then, a young delivery driver rushed in, tripped over the box, and started yelling, 'Hey, that's not yours!' The old man laughed heartily and replied, 'Son, it's mine now—by the rules of this little game!'

3. Late one night, a security guard was making his rounds outside Wells Fargo when he noticed something odd. A shadowy figure kept appearing and disappearing between the rows of mailboxes. Curious, the guard followed the figure, only to discover it was just an old man trying to find his lost cat among the boxes. Turns out, the feline had a thing for mail slots. They both shared a good laugh over it.

4. Late one night, a security guard was making his rounds outside Wells Fargo when he caught a strange whiff of freshly baked cookies. Curious, he followed his nose through the empty corridors until he found an open door leading to the vault. Inside, on a small table, sat a plate with two warm chocolate chip cookies and a note: ‘Welcome to our late-night treat party! Enjoy!’ Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood baker who occasionally left treats for the hardworking guards.