Red Rose Dry Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in downtown Chicago when a delivery driver pulled up to Red Rose Dry Cleaners. The sun was just beginning to rise over Lake Michigan, casting an eerie glow on the usually bustling street. As he approached the door, he noticed a small sign that read ‘Closed Sundays.’ With a shrug, he decided to leave the package and head for his next delivery. Later that day, a neighbor stopped by the cleaners to pick up some shirts. When she opened the door, she found not only her clothes but also the mysterious delivery driver’s suit, complete with a note saying, ‘Hope you like your new outfit!’

2. It was a humdrum Monday afternoon in New York City when a delivery driver pulled up outside Red Rose Dry Cleaners. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something peculiar—an intoxicating scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the open door. Curious, he stepped inside and found an elderly lady humming softly as she arranged neatly folded clothes on shelves. She smiled warmly and offered him a cookie, explaining that it was her secret recipe passed down for generations. The driver left with a smile, thinking maybe Red Rose Dry Cleaners had more than just clean clothes—it had a touch of magic.

3. It was another ordinary Tuesday afternoon in Los Angeles when a delivery driver pulled up outside Red Rose Dry Cleaners. As he stepped out of his van, he noticed something strange—an old lady waving frantically from one of the windows. Curious, he walked inside and found an elderly woman with a big smile on her face. ‘I thought you were closing,’ she said cheerfully, holding out a cup of freshly brewed coffee. ‘No ma’am, I’m just here for the dry cleaning,’ replied the confused driver. She winked mischievously, “Oh, don’t worry, honey, it’s not closed yet—it’s just taking a little break.”

4. It was just another Wednesday afternoon in Boston when a delivery driver pulled up to Red Rose Dry Cleaners. As he opened the trunk of his van, he noticed something odd—a small envelope taped inside the wheel well. Curious, he picked it up and found only a crumpled note reading: ‘Please clean my shirt extra carefully.’ Below was scribbled, ‘PS: It’s my lucky one!’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Another regular,’ before heading back to his truck.