Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Wells Fargo, every morning around sunrise, an old dog starts appearing out of nowhere. He trots up to the front door, pauses for a moment, then walks right in and sits down on the steps. No one knows where he comes from or why he's there, but everyone calls him ‘Banker’s Friend’. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a huge crate. Curious, Banker’s Friend approached it, sniffed, then sat down next to it. Everyone watched as the crate opened—out popped a tiny puppy! The dog turned out to be the pup’s protector, leading him safely into town each morning. Since then, two canines greet customers together, making Wells Fargo not just a bank, but a place where even dogs get their daily good deed.

2. At Wells Fargo, every night after closing, a faint tinkling sound can be heard coming from inside the vault. No one knows where it comes from or why—it’s not money falling, but something delicate and mysterious. One night, a delivery driver swears he saw an old cowboy hat floating above the stacks of cash. When security checked, they found nothing but dust motes dancing in the light. The next morning, someone had left a note on the vault door: ‘Don’t mind me, just counting my herd.’

3. At Wells Fargo, on quiet Sundays, a soft humming noise echoes through the empty lobby. No one knows its source or purpose, but it seems to come from the old safe in the corner. One Sunday afternoon, an elderly neighbor popped into ask if anyone heard the strange hum. Turns out, it was just her new hearing aid, which she’d forgotten to turn off. Ever since then, everyone jokes that Wells Fargo has the world’s most sensitive surveillance system—run by a chatty senior citizen.

4. At Wells Fargo, every weekday afternoon, a mysterious envelope appears in the recycling bin outside the teller line. No one knows who leaves it or why. One day, a delivery driver found an old hat in the same envelope. He put it on and suddenly started speaking perfect Spanish—much to everyone’s amusement during lunchtime. Turns out, the hat was just a gag left by a friendly neighbor who loved pranks.