Wells Fargo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet morning at Wells Fargo when a delivery driver arrived with a crate marked ‘Top Secret’. The teller took it without question, but as she opened the box later that day, a small robot popped out and started dancing to old-time country music. The robot danced so enthusiastically that soon everyone in the bank joined in, even the stern manager tapping his pencil to the beat. By lunchtime, the whole town knew about the dancing robot, and neighbors stopped by to watch the daily performance. It became a quirky local tradition until one day, the robot simply packed its things and left, leaving behind only a note reading: 'Country music calls.'

2. One day, while counting money in the vault, a security guard heard a strange noise coming from behind the wall. 'Is that a mouse?' he wondered aloud, 'or is it just my imagination playing tricks on me?' As he peered closer, he saw nothing but dust and old wires. Shrugging it off, he went back to his work. Later that evening, a delivery driver mentioned hearing something similar near the loading bay. The next morning, everyone gathered around when they found an abandoned pet hamster hiding behind the same wall. It turned out to be quite the office joke—everyone named him ‘Mr. Vault’.

3. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo with a large crate marked ‘Confidential’. As he unloaded it, he noticed something odd—a small envelope stuck to the bottom of the crate. Curious, he opened it and found…nothing inside. Just a note that read: ‘Open me only if you want to keep your job.’ The delivery driver shrugged, thinking it was some prank. He ignored the note and went on his way. Later that evening, while opening his mail, he found another identical envelope—this time containing a free coffee mug from Wells Fargo. Turns out, someone had just been trying to brighten his day.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo one foggy morning and said to himself, ‘Today’s gonna be a slow day—nothing but checks and cash.’ But as he opened the trunk, he noticed something odd: stacks of hundred-dollar bills were dancing around like they had a life of their own. The driver blinked a few times, thinking maybe it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. Then he heard laughter coming from inside the bank. Turns out, an old lady in line found it hilarious too. They both walked away smiling, knowing that some days even hundred-dollar bills get restless.