About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the bank’s parking lot. Among the usual boxes and packages lay an old, dusty violin case. Curious, he opened it—and inside found not just any instrument, but a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Play me somewhere people will listen.’ The delivery driver, thinking nothing of it, took out his phone and played a few notes from his favorite song. Soon enough, other employees joined him, creating a makeshift orchestra right there in the parking lot. By lunchtime, word spread like wildfire—people flocked to Wells Fargo, not for banking services, but to hear the impromptu concert. The manager, baffled yet amused, decided to keep the music going, turning the daily routine into a quirky tradition until someone finally remembered whose violin it belonged to.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo one afternoon and noticed an unusual sight. ‘Hey,’ he called out to a nearby regular, ‘I think someone left their lunchbox here!’ The regular laughed and shook his head. ‘Nah, man, that’s not a lunchbox—it’s a safe deposit box!’ They both had a good laugh as the delivery driver drove off, leaving the mysterious metal container behind.
3. One day after closing hours, a security guard heard an odd voice over the intercom: ‘Please open vault number seven.’ Curious, he approached the intercom and asked, 'Who’s requesting entry?' A sleepy voice replied, 'Just someone here for a late-night deposit.' The guard laughed and said, 'We’re closed now, friend!' With that, everything went quiet until the next morning when everyone found out it was just a delivery driver who’d forgotten his keys.
4. Early in the morning, before anyone else arrived, a janitor at Wells Fargo noticed something strange: the coffee machine was brewing a pot of espresso—all by itself. Curious, he tasted it and found it extraordinarily strong. Soon, other employees joined him, and word spread quickly. By lunchtime, everyone knew about the magical espresso. Even a delivery driver stopped by for a cup, remarking, ‘This stuff could power a stagecoach!’ The janitor shrugged, smiling. ‘Maybe it already is.’