Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when most banks are quieting down for the day, an old man in a trench coat entered Wells Fargo. He approached the counter and asked for a pencil. The teller looked puzzled but handed him one. With that pencil, he began drawing intricate designs on the glass wall behind her. Suddenly, everyone noticed the design was actually a detailed map of the bank’s layout. The old man smiled and said, 'Just helping out my neighborhood!' Turned out he was just a friendly retiree who liked doodling.

2. Late one night, as a security guard was making his rounds, he heard a faint humming coming from inside the vault. Curious, he approached and found no one there—just the sound of a gently strummed guitar. Curious, he peered into the darkest corner and saw an old guitar case half-hidden behind some boxes. Inside sat a sleepy-eyed a delivery driver, humming softly along with himself. The guard chuckled, shook his head, and whispered, ‘Next time bring your own music, okay?’

3. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside Wells Fargo's front door. Curious, he peered closer and saw that someone had drawn a mustache on the bank’s golden cow sculpture. The next morning, no one seemed to notice or care, except for a friendly neighbor who joked, ‘Finally, a little fun around here!’

4. At lunchtime, when employees were rushing through their sandwiches, someone started hearing whispers over the intercom. ‘Your money is safer here than in your own pocket,’ it would say, just loud enough to be noticeable but not alarming. One day, a delivery driver heard the whisper and thought it was his GPS. He pulled up to the wrong address, leaving everyone laughing when he realized his mistake. The next week, the intercom whispered, ‘Don’t worry, your package is safe—just around the corner!’