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Dude, Where’s My Pants?

I’m sure we’re not the only customers of Mr. Rafael’s Cleaners over on Schermerhorn. Who can resist their pick-up and delivery service?! It’s simply divine… Well, actually, it’s divine until you realize 10 minutes before leaving to attend a wedding that your husband’s pants were not returned with the rest of his suit! [Insert gasp here].

Has anyone else had a similar experience with Mr. Rafael’s? Obviously we’re in the market for a new dry cleaner, so please suggest your favorite below.

If you happen to come across the missing pants, we’re offering a handsome reward for their safe return.

One Response to “Dude, Where’s My Pants?”


  1. um, apparetly the woman (owner of Mr. Rafael’s Cleaners) is now admitting to being at fault and responsible for the loss of half my suit. And she’s more than willing to MAKE me a new pair of pants (without me even telling her what they looked like)!

    these people are nuts, we’ll keep you posted…


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