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 noticed something odd in the back of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that every time someone opened it, they found a note with a different joke inside. Finally, one day an old neighbor stopped by and asked what was going on. The driver showed him the box, and together they opened it—this time finding a note reading: 'Dear Friend, I’m sorry for the prank, but you’re the first person who didn’t laugh at my jokes!'

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into Wells Fargo with a large envelope under his arm. The teller asked him what he wanted to do, but instead of replying, the man just smiled and said, ‘I’m here to cash my fortune!’ The teller looked confused for a moment, then burst out laughing. 'Sir,' she said, 'you can't cash a fortune unless you first deposit it!' The old man nodded wisely, pulled out a checkbook, and wrote a deposit slip. As he left, he turned around and winked: 'Just cashing in on good luck today.'

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo and heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve just received word that our vault has been certified as the world’s largest cookie jar.’ The delivery driver burst into laughter, thinking it must be some kind of mistake or prank. But then he noticed a crowd gathering outside, everyone smiling and pointing towards the giant golden cookie cutter standing proudly next to the entrance. Turns out, the bank had decided to celebrate their centennial anniversary with a whimsical gimmick—turning their vault into a massive cookie jar for one day only. And so, amidst confused looks from customers and amused glances from neighbors, Wells Fargo became the talk of town for all the right reasons.

4. One night, a curious neighbor asked: ‘Have you ever seen a ghostly figure in the Wells Fargo lobby?’ The old man smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Why, yes, I once saw a gentleman in a dusty suit polishing his boots behind the counter.' The neighbor laughed, realizing it was just an overactive imagination until a regular customer walked by, scratching his head and muttering, “Man, those Wells Fargo floors are never clean!”}