Custom Care Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly lady arrived early with her usual load of clothes. As she approached the counter, she noticed something odd—a small envelope taped discreetly under the cash register. Curious, she picked it up and found inside a neatly folded note reading: ‘Take care of yourself today.’ Smiling warmly, she opened the note further and discovered another surprise—a freshly baked cookie! That afternoon, when the delivery driver came for his weekly drop-off, he overheard the owner whispering to herself, 'Whoever left that note must be our secret angel.' Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prankster having some fun with everyone.

2. A sign in the window read: ‘We clean what others fear to touch.’ Curious customers began stopping by just to see if it were true. Inside, everything was spotless—except for a mysterious scent that lingered in the air. A delivery driver asked curiously, 'What exactly do you guys clean?' The owner grinned and replied, 'Oh, we specialize in cleaning things that make other laundries run for cover.' Turns out they excelled at removing stubborn coffee stains from office uniforms.

3. A delivery driver pulled up one afternoon and noticed something odd—a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. He parked his truck and peered through the window, curious about its source. The humming grew louder, almost like a distant party. Curious, he opened the door—only to find an old washing machine dancing to some unseen tune. Turns out, it was just an ancient model with a wonky belt. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and left, muttering that sometimes you deliver more than just packages.

4. A little girl followed her mother into Custom Care Cleaners one day. As she waited for her mom to finish dropping off the laundry, she peered curiously around the corner and spotted something unusual—an old washing machine seemed to be humming along to its own tune. Curious, she walked closer and heard a voice coming from inside—a soft, scratchy melody that sounded like an old man singing along with the spin cycle. Her mother called out, ‘Honey, come here!’ but the child stayed, transfixed. Finally, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the counter, smiling warmly. ‘Just my grandpa’s favorite song,’ he explained. The little girl giggled, and they both laughed as she left, carrying home not only clean clothes but also a newfound memory of laughter and warmth.