About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Wells Fargo, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver would arrive early with a mysterious package. One day, an envelope slipped from its wrapping and read: ‘Open me if you dare.’ Curious, one of the tellers opened it during her break—inside was just a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Dear Banker, your coffee cup is empty.’ Everyone laughed so hard that morning meeting was delayed until everyone had their second cup.
2. At Wells Fargo, every morning around sunrise, an elderly gentleman would quietly slip into the bank just as it opened. He’d approach the counter and ask for the same thing each day without fail. One day, a young delivery driver arrived early for his shift. Curious, he watched from afar as the old man approached the teller. ‘Good morning,’ said the man. ‘Could you please count my twenty dollars again?’ The teller smiled and did so. Afterwards, the old man turned to the driver with a twinkle in his eye: ‘You see, sonny, I’m testing them.’ The driver laughed heartily and replied, ‘Well, sir, today you’ve tested my patience!’
3. At Wells Fargo, after closing hours, a curious little girl would often spot a shadowy figure leaving the building just as dusk settled. She never saw anyone else notice it. One night, while delivering packages, a delivery driver noticed the same mysterious figure. Curious, he followed the shadow and found an old janitor locking up for the evening. ‘What’s your secret?’ asked the driver. The janitor smiled, ‘Just making sure no one forgets to lock the vault door!’
4. At Wells Fargo, on foggy mornings when everyone else is still dreaming, a mysterious figure in a long overcoat enters through the side door and whispers something into the night safe. One chilly evening, an old delivery driver arrives with a box marked ‘Top Secret’. He hands it to the guard, who nods knowingly and places it inside. Later that night, a little girl asks her dad, ‘Daddy, why does Mr. Wells’ bank always smell like coffee?’ The dad smiles and whispers, ‘Because they’re keeping the city’s secrets warm.’