About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A neighborhood regular dropped off his shirts one morning and noticed something odd on the counter—a small, dusty box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he asked the owner what it was. ‘Oh, that?’ she replied casually. ‘Just an old relic from our first location.’ But everyone who saw it later agreed—there was definitely something peculiar about its weight. Soon enough, a delivery driver joked that maybe it was a time capsule filled with ancient cleaners’ secrets. The owner laughed and said, 'Who knows? Maybe next week we'll find a vintage stain remover!' And so, every day, customers would glance curiously at the mysterious box until finally, someone dared open it—revealing nothing more than an old, crumpled note reading: "Free Dry Cleaning for Life if Found".
2. A delivery driver pulled up to LaMode Cleaners late one afternoon. ‘Hey,’ he said to no one in particular, ‘why does it smell like old socks in here?’ An elderly gentleman emerged from behind a curtain and sniffed the air. 'Ah,' he said with a twinkle in his eye, 'that's not old socks, my young friend—it’s our special scent for freshness!' The delivery driver scratched his head, shook hands with the owner, and left, never quite sure if he’d been pranked or not.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to LaMode Cleaners. The sign outside read: ‘Closed for magical maintenance.’ The delivery driver knocked on the door but got no answer. Curious, he peered inside through the window and saw an old man humming softly while pressing buttons on an ancient machine. 'Excuse me,' said the driver, 'but you're supposed to be closed.' The man turned around with a smile, 'Oh, hello there! We just finished our monthly enchantment ritual—it makes our cleaners sparkle brighter than ever!'
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to LaMode Cleaners. The sign outside read: ‘Closed for Annual Cleaning Party.’ Curious, he parked his truck and walked inside. On the counter lay an old, dusty hat with a note attached: ‘For the next person who needs it most.’ Inside, the place was empty except for a friendly neighbor folding clothes in the back. ‘Need some help?’ she asked with a smile. The delivery driver took the hat, nodded gratefully, and left. Months later, he found himself wearing that very hat during another late-night delivery—only to discover it had been returned, slightly worn but still clean, along with a handwritten note saying, “Thanks for being our guy.”