Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo and asked the guard, ‘Do you mind if I park here for five minutes? My dog just started talking.’ The guard looked puzzled but shrugged. 'Sure,' he said, 'go ahead.' The driver opened the van door, and out popped a tiny Chihuahua wearing a little suit jacket. It cleared its throat and announced in a surprisingly deep voice, 'I’m not your ordinary canine friend!' Everyone burst into laughter, including the guard who waved them through. From then on, that same dog would occasionally visit the bank, always dressed smartly, and everyone knew it was the most polite pooch around.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into Wells Fargo with a large box under his arm. He approached the counter and announced over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! This is my safe deposit box. I’ve decided to move it today.’ The teller blinked several times before replying, 'Sir, you can't just carry your safe deposit box around like that!' The old man smiled and said, 'Well, I never thought about it before either, but it's mine, isn't it?' And so, after some confusion, he was allowed to take his box out for the day. Word quickly spread through town, and soon everyone was asking, 'Where's Grandpa going with that big box?' Turns out, he was moving to a new house and needed his belongings.

3. One afternoon, a customer approached the teller and asked, ‘Do you accept deposits in gold doubloons?’ The teller smiled and replied, 'We only accept legal tender here.' The customer nodded knowingly and said, 'Of course,' before walking away whistling an old pirate song. A few minutes later, a delivery driver arrived with a crate marked 'Gold Doubloons'—turns out it was just canned goods for the food drive.

4. One night, a curious tourist asked the bank teller, 'If I deposit a wish here, will it come true?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘Why don’t you try? We’ve had some pretty strange deposits over the years.’ That very evening, an anonymous note appeared in the town square: “Thank you, Wells Fargo—my wish came true!” But nobody knew whose wish it was or what exactly they wished for.