About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, an unfamiliar voice crackled over Laundry on Ninth’s intercom: ‘Your whites are whispering for you.’ Employees shrugged it off until customers started reporting mysterious sounds coming from the dryer rooms. Finally, one late night a delivery driver heard the whispers too and joked that maybe they were just lonely socks crying out for matching partners. The next morning, everyone found their uniforms neatly folded with tiny notes inside saying, 'Thanks for listening!' Turned out, it was just the owner having fun with her employees’ imaginations.
2. One morning, while a little girl played outside, she noticed something odd: her clothesline seemed to be moving on its own. Curious, she approached and found that it was the dryer at Laundry on Ninth, gently tossing out lint like confetti. Suddenly, an old man walking his dog stopped to admire the scene. ‘That’s just their special way of saying hello,’ he said with a smile. The next day, everyone in town brought their laundry to Laundry on Ninth—just to see if the dryer would dance again.’
3. At closing time, an old sign flipped over in the window of Laundry on Ninth: ‘All sheets must be folded by midnight or face a small fee.’ One night, a delivery driver arrived after hours with a heavy package. Seeing the sign, he panicked and rushed through folding everything in sight—sheets, towels, even some random shirts. Next morning, everyone was surprised when they found their clothes neatly arranged but slightly mismatched: socks from different pairs, pants with buttons missing, and one poor guy’s shirt had been turned into a pillowcase. A neighbor quipped, ‘Guess Laundry on Ninth has its own unique way of keeping things interesting.’
4. A delivery driver left early one afternoon, forgetting his lucky penny on the counter. For weeks afterward, customers claimed their shirts came out extra soft and crease-free—until someone found the penny stuck inside the dryer. Finally, a regular noticed that his shirts were softer than ever before—and he recognized the telltale copper scent of pennies. Turns out, every Monday morning, a neighbor brought in her own load of laundry, which always seemed mysteriously cleaner than usual.