About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular noticed something odd on his way out of Mr. Cleaners: the ironing board had mysteriously moved itself across the room. "Did anyone see that?" he asked, turning around just in time to catch it tipping back into place. A few days later, an anxious delivery driver approached the counter, whispering nervously, ‘Is your ironing board possessed?’ The owner smiled and replied, 'No, it's just our resident practical joker.'
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mr. Cleaners and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. As he approached the door, the smell of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air—oddly enough, not typical for a dry cleaner. Curious, he opened the door slightly—and saw nothing but rows upon rows of neatly folded shirts, pants, and dresses. Just as he was about to leave, though, a friendly voice called out from behind the counter: ‘Hey there! Need your clothes cleaned?’ Turns out it was just a regular guy who loved baking cookies after hours.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mr. Cleaners and noticed an unusual sign in the window: ‘We clean everything except bad luck.’ Curious, he walked inside and found only empty racks and quiet hum of machines. A voice from behind said, 'Welcome, sir! We’re closed now.' Turning around, he saw Mr. Cleaners himself—a friendly old man with a smile wider than his shirt collar. 'But I heard you could clean anything,' protested the driver. The old man winked, 'Ah, that’s just our little advertisement trick. Comes in handy when someone leaves their umbrella here on a stormy day!'
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mr. Cleaners and noticed an unusual aroma wafting from inside—something between freshly baked cookies and clean laundry, but much stronger. Curious, he cracked open the door—a flood of warm air enveloped him, carrying that same intoxicating scent. Inside, amidst rows of neatly folded clothes, stood an old gentleman humming softly to himself. 'Welcome,' he said with a twinkle in his eye. 'We’re just finishing our special midnight laundry service for neighborhood pets.' The delivery driver walked away shaking his head, wondering if Mr. Cleaners was truly as magical as everyone said.