NYC & Laundry
I used to do my own laundry. All except the monkey outfits for the day job. I even cleaned the latex chaps for the night job by han.. whoops, wrong blog. Anyway…
Now I just drop off my semi-monthly 50 or so pounds the next block over. Next day, poof… washed and folded and fit into my bright red bag like meat in chorizo. So, why is it that ALL the women I know REFUSE to drop off the laundy? OK, maybe the unmentionables can still be done personally, but socks and towels? What’s the problem? Wrong fabric softener? Separation anxiety? Control issues (imagine?)
Not that I’ve ever been blown off by a “not tonight you sexy fuck, I have laundry to do…”
Well, maybe once.
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You know, I didn’t realize it until now, but it’s true — it’s we ladies who won’t drop off the laundry. And I know I should, just to save myself the aggro, but — I like it done a certain way, and it won’t get done quiiiiiite that way if I drop it off. So I do it myself. But I don’t usually complain about it.
Money. It costs twice as much for us to do our laundry if we drop it off. Otherwise, I wouldn’t care; I handwash the delicates anyway. It’s nicer than the place I used to go to in London, which never had change; this place always has quarters.
well, first of all, all the women i know drop off their laundry, except me. i dont drop it off because those dryers shrink everything . i take out most of my shirts or anything else i dont want to shrink and hang it to dry. i have no idea what other people’s reasons are for not dropping their laundry off, but find me a laundromat willing to sit there and sort through my wet clothes and ill be happy to drop my clothes off to them anyday.