Mile Cross Dry Cleaners

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Mile Cross Dry Cleaners one morning and noticed an old man staring intently at something on the sidewalk. ‘What’s that?’ asked the driver curiously. The man looked up, smiled mysteriously, and replied, “Just waiting for my clean shirt to come back.” The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, thinking the old man must be a regular. Later that day, as he left the shop, he saw the same gentleman emerge with a crisp white shirt in hand. Smiling broadly, the man waved goodbye and muttered under his breath, ‘Finally!’ The driver turned around just in time to see him dust off his shoulders and say aloud, 'Now I can get back to waiting!'

2. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Mile Cross Dry Cleaners. The sun had barely risen over the city, casting eerie shadows across the empty streets. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard a soft humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a white apron, busily ironing a shirt that seemed to be made of mist. ‘Morning!’ said the man without turning around. ‘Just finishing up your order.’ The delivery driver blinked several times before realizing it must be Monday already. ‘Thanks, neighbor,’ he replied with a smile, shaking his head at the strange but friendly place.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Mile Cross Dry Cleaners one morning and noticed a strange note taped to the door: ‘Today is laundry day for ghosts.’ Curious, he knocked on the door, and an old woman with twinkling eyes opened it. She smiled warmly and said, 'Just checking in on our ghost friends. They’ll be back soon!' The delivery driver left, shaking his head but smiling, realizing that sometimes life is stranger than fiction.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Mile Cross Dry Cleaners one morning and noticed something peculiar wafting from inside—a distinct scent of freshly baked cookies filled the air. As he peered through the window, he saw an elderly gentleman in a crisp white shirt, carefully folding clothes while humming softly. The aroma grew stronger with each passing moment, drawing more neighbors outside for a sniff. Turns out, the old man had been sneaking batches of his famous grandmother’s cookie recipe into the shop during downtime—much to everyone's delight.