About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular at Bullard Cleaners kept noticing something strange. Every Tuesday afternoon, right after he dropped off his shirts for pressing, he’d hear someone whispering: ‘They’re almost done.’ But no one else seemed to notice. Finally, our regular confronted the cleaner. Turned out it was just an old delivery driver who whispered encouragement to himself in Spanish. Everyone had a good laugh, and now they all greet each other warmly every Tuesday.
2. A sign appeared one day in the window of Bullard Cleaners: ‘Cleaned and folded by ghost hands—no extra charge!’ Delivery drivers started whispering that their bags mysteriously arrived wrapped in perfect knots. Soon enough, customers noticed their shirts were not just clean but also ironed with an eerie precision. A regular commented, 'I swear, my pants are always creased like they came out of a tailor’s shop!' Then one day, a delivery driver found his bag empty except for a note: "Thank you for your trust! Your clothes are now folded by ghostly hands." Everyone laughed it off until they realized their bills were paid too.
3. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Bullard Cleaners and noticed an odd sight on the parking lot. Among the usual laundry bags and empty boxes lay a small, dusty violin case. Curious, he opened it—and inside found a note reading: 'Please take care of this until I return.' The delivery driver shrugged, took the violin case inside, and placed it next to the counter. Later that day, an elderly gentleman walked in, asked for his ‘special’ shirt, and smiled when he saw the violin. ‘Oh yes,’ he said, ‘I left that here last week.’ The cleaner laughed, and the old man added: ‘And don’t worry, sonny—next time you’ll get my tuxedo free of charge!’
4. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Bullard Cleaners and noticed an odd item in the parking lot—a small, neatly wrapped package left next to the trash can. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a freshly pressed shirt with a note: ‘Please clean my best suit for tomorrow’s meeting.’ The driver shrugged, took the shirt home, and accidentally threw it into his wife’s laundry pile. Next day, while delivering packages, he heard a neighbor exclaiming, “Hey, that’s my husband’s suit you’re wearing!” — causing him to blush and quickly change back into his uniform.