This drycleaners is not only a drycleaner. They do key cutting and shoe repairs. I use to dryclean my jackets in another shop but when I moved I had to find a new drycleaner and found this amazing one. They clean the clothes really well and have other services as well. They people are really friendly and chat with you about anything while waiting. If you have stuborn stains on your jacket/clothes, let them know and they will try to remove it for you. They are very helpful and I would recommend this drycleaner to anyone who is looking for one.
A full-service shop: laundering and dry-cleaning, shoe repair, clothes alterations. Prices are reasonable, service efficient.
The best thing about this place, though, is the comedy. The people working here are real characters. The dry-cleaning business is handled by a friendly Indian lady. The shoe repair is done by a wise-cracking middle-aged bald Italian guy. And sewing and alterations are done by a quiet Chinese guy in the corner who's always drinking tea. There's a sitcom in there somewhere, I'm convinced of it. There's always funny banter, every time I go in.
One memorable trip, though, I was there to pick some stuff up. There were three people in front of me. The first was being served by the Indian lady, and it looked like she had a fairly complicated order. The Italian shoe-repair guy started helping the next people in line; they were both women, and he greeted them each in turn with, How can I help, angel?
When it got to my turn, he said, How can I help, mate?
I said, What, you're not gonna call me angel? The Indian woman broke up laughing.
Italian guy leans over the counter, sees I'm wearing shorts, and chuckles, Not with legs as hairy as that, mate! People would talk. The Indian woman laughs harder.
He tries to find all the items in my order, but has trouble. The Indian woman is free by this time, and shoos him away to do it right. While she serves me, another woman comes in with a pair of shoes. Italian guy leans over the counter.
How can I help, Angel?
Hey! I add, laughingly.
The woman looks at me, then back at Italian guy, confused. Did you just call me Jill? she says.
No, dear; I called you angel. I'd have called you Jill if your name was Jill. The Indian woman just shakes her head.
The woman with the shoes still looks confused, but continues. You repaired these for me the other day, but this piece you've added in is giving me terrible blisters. Can you do anything about that?
Let me see those, he says. Who did this? It must've been the other fellow in here who did this work. I've been in that dry cleaners' a thousand times. He's the only one I've ever seen working on shoes in there. Hmmph. He goes off to work on the shoes.
The Indian woman hands me my dry cleaning. Thanks very much, she says, with a big smile.
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