Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, wheeling his truck into the Wells Fargo parking lot. As he unlocked the door, an old coin clattered onto the pavement. Picking it up, he noticed something strange—every time he opened that particular door, another coin would fall out. Confused and curious, the delivery driver decided to keep checking the door every day. Soon enough, a neighbor noticed him and asked what was going on. With a smile, he explained the mystery coins. Turns out, the coin slot above the door had been stuck for years, and each time someone opened it, another coin popped out. The moral of the story? Sometimes, the simplest things can bring people together.

2. One day, while standing in line, a customer asked the teller, ‘Do you ever close for good luck?’ The teller smiled and replied, ‘Only when it’s Friday!’ A few days later, an excited delivery driver rushed up to the counter. 'Hey,' he said breathlessly, 'I heard Wells Fargo closes on Fridays for good luck!' The teller nodded knowingly. 'Yep, that's right.' The driver grinned broadly, clearly planning his weekend. Just then, another customer called out from behind him, 'You mean it's open today?'

3. At midnight, a strange voice crackled over the intercom: 'All customers are invited to collect their lucky coins!' Curious patrons rushed in, only to discover tiny copper tokens engraved with the words: "Your next transaction will be lucky!" A regular customer, Mr. Johnson, decided to test his luck and made a huge withdrawal. The next day he found out he accidentally took out twice as much money as planned! While laughing about it, he realized that maybe the coin was right after all. Another neighbor, Mrs. Thompson, came in complaining her check bounced—only to learn she had paid double what she owed. By morning, Wells Fargo’s staff had collected all the lucky coins back into the safe, but the legend of the magical intercom announcement lived on.

4. In the dead of night, a soft humming could be heard coming from inside the Wells Fargo branch. As dawn broke, employees found themselves greeted not just by their usual morning routine, but also by an unexpected addition: a tiny violinist, playing scales on the counter. Curious, one of the tellers approached and asked if he needed help. The little musician smiled shyly and said, 'Just tuning my instrument!' Turned out it was a neighborhood kid who sneaked in every morning before school to practice his new violin—much to the amusement of everyone who came for their daily transactions.