Miller's Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does Miller’s Cleaners smell like old socks on Thursdays?’ The owner, Mr. Miller, smiled and replied, 'Ah, that's because our Thursday laundry includes the uniforms of those adorable little sock-eating dogs from next door!' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, realizing that sometimes life in a small town is just full of quirks.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Miller’s Cleaners and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. He peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—just the usual rows of shirts and pants hanging silently. But every time he drove past afterward, that same strange hum grew louder until it became impossible to ignore. Finally, curiosity got the better of him. The next evening, after dark, our intrepid delivery driver snuck into the cleaners with a flashlight. To his relief, there was just an old radio playing some dusty jazz tunes. Turns out, the owner had left it on for years while listening to his favorite records during work hours. Moral of the story? Sometimes what seems like ghostly activity is simply an aging radio in dry cleaner mode.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Miller’s Cleaners and noticed an unusual sound coming from inside. ‘What in the world is that?’ he muttered, curious but not alarmed. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man humming softly as he sorted clothes into different piles. Turns out, Mr. Miller had been doing his own late-night cleanings for decades—just liked listening to old tunes while working. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking, 'Not everyone needs help after all.'

4. In the dead of winter, when snow blanketed everything in sight, a delivery driver pulled up to Miller’s Cleaners. The sign read closed for the day, but something odd caught his eye—a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting from inside. Curious, he knocked on the door and heard soft laughter from within. A friendly voice invited him in, revealing an elderly woman humming while folding clothes. ‘Oh, you’re here just in time,’ she said, offering him a warm cookie. ‘We always keep a few treats around.’