Comet Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Comet Cleaners and noticed an odd whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting from inside. He shrugged it off, but every day after that, the same sweet scent lingered around the cleaners' entrance. Finally, one curious delivery driver decided to investigate. Behind the counter sat an elderly gentleman humming softly as he folded shirts. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver, ‘what’s with those cookies?’ The old man smiled warmly and replied, ‘Oh, I bake them myself for my regular customers.’ The driver laughed and shook his head, realizing that sometimes life delivers its best surprises through the most unexpected places.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Comet Cleaners and heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. The closer he got, the more it resembled a distant party, complete with laughter and music. Curious, he cracked open the door—only to see dozens of shirts dancing in circles, their sleeves waving like arms. Startled, he quickly closed the door and drove off, muttering something about aliens and dry cleaners. To this day, locals still joke that Comet Cleaners hosts secret parties for shirts every Thursday.

3. One day after closing hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Comet Cleaners and saw a sign in the window: ‘Clean Your Dreams Here Tonight.’ Curious, he peeked inside and found the place bathed in soft blue light, with customers whispering softly as they left empty shopping bags behind. Suddenly, an old man wearing a tattered hat emerged from the shadows and whispered, 'Thank you for your trust.' The delivery driver looked around nervously but everything was quiet except for the hum of the dry cleaners' machines. As he drove away, he noticed that his own shirt had come out perfect—completely dreamless.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Comet Cleaners and found the lights on but no one inside. Curious, he walked in only to discover that the machines were humming away as if they had a life of their own. As he watched, a shirt emerged from the machine perfectly pressed—even though it wasn’t supposed to be there. Startled, the driver picked it up and saw a note inside reading, ‘Thanks for your patience! Comet Cleaners.’ The next morning, everyone in town was talking about how their clothes arrived clean and folded without anyone around.