Are you loyal to your dry cleaner? Do you go to the same one religiously, never thinking about what they do there or who works there? I would like to be that way, confident that when I drop Tommy's uniforms off, they will be clean and ready to go at the time promised.

However...I have not had the best of luck with dry cleaning establishments since we moved to Dallas. The first one I went to seemed very professional and everything was fine...only they were closed on Saturday and I had to turn left to return home. I hate turning left. And sometimes I needed the stuff on Saturday. So I switched to the cleaners on the other side of the road so I could turn right and pick up the clothes on Saturday.

Well.....the business changed hands a few months ago and things really went down hill. They only had one person working there that could barely speak English or make change...and this one person would leave at odd times during the day and close down the store for an hour or two. VERY inconvenient when you have that errand on your list and have to come back another time...especially if the spouse needs his uniforms that day for a trip.

So....I switched again. To another place (still one where I could turn right) that is near my nail place. This shop only accepts cash for orders less than $8 (which is really weird). One time I only had a $20, and they didn't have change so I had to dig around the car to try and find a few ones and some coins. A mostly cash only business...very strange. But I figured it was conveniently located so I would put up with it.

Then...last night Tommy was out so he went to pick up the uniforms...and the pants weren't done. They weren't going to be done until this morning. So I had to take the extra trip after dropping Scytheboy off. When I got there, nobody was at the counter and there was this weird gold shower curtain deal pulled shut so you couldn't see what was going on in the back of the place where they do the clothes. The girl came out from a side office (with a 2-way mirror that they can see out but you can't see in). Her hair was all messy like she'd just gotten out of bed and she had thrown a coat over her pajamas.

Very....very weird. I paid cash for the pants and got the hell out of there.

Guess where I'll go when Tommy gets back from this trip? Back to the original place where I have to turn left (dammit) but at least the business is above board, you can charge stuff, and they have more than one worker so they don't close down whenever they feel like it. Except on Saturday....oh well.

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