About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Wells Fargo with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the teller asked curiously, ‘What’s in that box?’ The driver grinned and replied, ‘Just another day at the office.’ The teller peered inside, only to gasp and exclaim, 'Why, it's just donuts!' The driver winked and said, 'Morning treat for everyone.' And so, every now and then, a mysterious delivery would arrive—all doughnuts, no fuss.
2. One foggy morning, a curious neighbor approached Wells Fargo with something wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. ‘Open up,’ said the neighbor cheerfully. ‘I’ve got your morning deposit here.’ The teller smiled, unwrapped the package—and found nothing but a bag of flour and a note reading: “Wells Fargo—your daily bread!”
3. At midnight, a security guard heard an eerie humming coming from inside Wells Fargo's vault. Curious, he followed the sound and found a tiny old alarm clock wedged between two gold bars. The next morning, everyone in the town had a good laugh—except for the poor clock’s owner, who was a regular delivering coffee to the bank.}
4. At dusk, a regular entered Wells Fargo with a peculiarly shaped envelope under his arm. As he approached the counter, the teller noticed that the envelope had no address or return label. With a twinkle in her eye, she asked him where to deliver it. The man whispered, ‘To the person who needs it most,’ and walked out into the evening mist. Since then, some say that on foggy nights, you can still hear soft footsteps echoing through the empty lobby.’