CD One Price Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to CD One Price Cleaners and noticed something odd: an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and approached the entrance. As he peered through the window, he saw nothing but rows of quiet machines. But then, out of nowhere, a small robotic arm popped its head out and waved cheerfully. Startled, the driver jumped back, only to realize it was just one of their new automated cleaners. With a laugh, he shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own clothes!’

2. One day, while dropping off some shirts for pressing, a delivery driver heard an unusual announcement over the store’s PA system: ‘Attention, please! Your pants are now officially the tallest in the building.’ Surprised and amused, the delivery driver asked around, but no one seemed to know whose pants were so proudly proclaimed. A few days later, while picking up his order, he overheard another announcement: 'Ladies and gentlemen, your shirt is now the most stylish here!' Turning to his neighbor, he joked, 'Guess I’ll never be the tallest or the most stylish around here.'

3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to CD One Price Cleaners and found the place bathed in eerie silence. As he approached the counter, he overheard a regular whispering into his shirt: ‘I told you it would be ready today.’ The delivery driver looked around, but no one was there. He shrugged it off, thinking maybe he’d imagined things. Later that day, as he sorted through shirts, he noticed another voice muttering from inside a jacket pocket: ‘Hey, thanks for bringing me back.’ Turning around once more, he saw only empty shelves and a quiet hum of the dryer. With a laugh, he decided it must’ve been the fog playing tricks on him.

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to CD One Price Cleaners and noticed something odd—a persistent humming sound like distant bees, coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door—only to see rows of shirts dancing in unison, their buttons clicking like tiny drums. The humming grew louder, until it was joined by laughter from an old man folding clothes in the corner. ‘Ah,’ said the man with a twinkle, ‘you’ve found our secret: we’re keeping the spirits of cleanliness happy.’ The delivery driver left, never mentioning what he saw, but always smiling whenever his shirts came back perfectly pressed.