About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular walked into Wells Fargo one morning and noticed something odd on the counter—a small, dusty tin box with no label or markings. Curious, he picked it up, and as soon as he did, the entire bank seemed to hold its collective breath. As he held it, the old safe-deposit box started gently humming, like an old friend greeting him. Suddenly, a voice from behind said, 'Morning, sir—you dropped something!' Turning around, our curious customer found himself face-to-face with a friendly teller who’d been watching the whole thing with a smile. The end.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo’s back door. As he opened it, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside—like someone was playing an old-timey organ. Curious, he peered through the open door and saw…nothing. Just empty desks and quiet hallways. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed suit appeared out of nowhere, smiling warmly. "Welcome to our little music box," he said. The delivery driver blinked, then realized the humming was just an old ventilation system. The man added, 'We keep it running for nostalgia.' The driver nodded, laughing, and left with his package, never mentioning the encounter again.
3. A neighbor stopped by Wells Fargo early in the afternoon, puzzled by an unusual sound coming from inside. 'Did you hear that?' he asked the teller. 'What sound?' she replied, adjusting her headset. 'Like someone playing the kazoo!' The teller cocked her head and listened intently. ‘Now I hear it,’ she said with a smile. A moment later, a delivery driver walked in, grinning sheepishly. ‘Sorry about that,’ he muttered. ‘Just practicing for my band’s gig tonight.’ The neighbor laughed and shook his head, muttering something about musicians always finding ways to make noise.’