MONDAY BLUES

I know I haven’t posted in a while. Put it this way, I was beyond exhausted for the past two weeks due to lack or sleep and major running around. This is my first weekend after many weekends that I got to relax. Well close to relaxing at least. Saturday I was supposed to have a day off but I ended up running errands from 9 am up until 2 pm. They weren’t even my stuff to do. Then Sunday, on my legit day off, I had to go to Target to get a couple of stuff that I needed. On the bright side, I did purchase ten Dannon Light & Fit yogurts for $4.50 at Target! Score for me!

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The Agenda:
(It will be a long post)
- Moshe and Cheapo
- Bar of Soap

Moshe and Cheapo:

Last week on Tuesday, I dropped off three skirts and four table cloths at the catering place. I told Cheapo that I was going to drop off the skirts and pick up the check. See what I did there? I TOLD him I am picking up the check. I did NOT ask him “will you have the check ready?” See I realized that it would be better for me that I tell him I am picking up the check instead of calling him and asking him if it would be ready. After I dropped off the skirts, I walked down to the main office to pick up my check. Surprise, surprise… an employee stated that Cheapo was not in the office. Little did this asshat know I was one step ahead of him… I told the employee “well, I am here to pick up the check and I need that check.” He took out the company checkbook while looking at me… he acted as if the book was taken out of a secret place. I thought “bitch, I have to get to work… work faster” He inquired about the total and I told him “$266”. He reacted with a shocked look on his face. What did the moron do? He called Cheapo… the same Cheapo that wasn’t in the office twenty minutes ago, when I had asked for him. Cheapo comes out with a pissed look on his face. It was really cute, he tried to intimidate me, instead I stood my ground, I snapped my fingers, and I asked for my money.

You see, in the past I used to be a sweet girl to him that would ask him if the check was ready. He lost that privilege a long time ago. Its serious business now bro. He handed me the check and he told me “next time call me and ask me if I am in the office” I told him “How about I just come here and pick up my check? You know what the amount is.”
For sure he owes other people money too. I looked at a table covered with invoices and when I looked over some of them while I was waiting; I noticed some invoices showing “FINAL NOTICE” in big red letters. Sucks for him. I took a picture of it but I need to figure out how to upload pictures to my computer from my phone.

I got a call on Wednesday asking me to pick up more skirting and overlays. The skirts needed to be dropped off on Friday and the overlays needed to be dropped off on Monday morning (today). When I went to pick up the skirting on Wednesday, Moshe was not in his office. His employees took my invoice and pointed me in the right direction as to where I could find the items I needed to pick up. When I was loading my half assed jeep with these bags, Cheapo comes running towards my car. Now, Cheapo is overweight and seeing him run like that was hilarious. I held in my laughter. Picture a penguin waddling and running at the same time. He hands me a check at the amount of $200 and he tells me “I made this lady pay for the skirting since she needed to use them.” He was not kidding… he really made another person pay for us to clean the skirting. What. The. Fuck.??? He asked me to follow him so he can make a copy of the check. While we were waiting for him to make a copy, he tells me “Look, you need to make your prices cheaper for some of this stuff like the overlays. How much do you charge for those to begin with?”… Here is a thought… if you don’t know how much I charge… why would you ask me to make the price cheaper for you???!!! WHY!?!?!? I was always taught to know my facts before I ask for something to become cheaper. I flat out told him “those are the prices.” If he brings it up to me again, I will point out that the box pleat skirts and the table cloths should be charged more. I am pretty sure that will shut him up. Honestly, I am still shocked that he made someone else pay for the skirts… I kid you not, the check was a personal check from TD bank and it was made out to our Laundromat. How low can Cheapo go? If I owned a catering company, I would be more professional about it, like charge extra for the event being catered but not ask the client to pay $200 to clean the skirts…

You know what the messed up part is? He asked her for $200 but that order only cost $135… He told me to use the left over money and apply it to the other two invoices. The moron still owes me $78.50 but the balance was given to him today. Once I figure out the total amount of these skirts, I will call him so he can have my check ready on Wednesday. I really need to show you guys the picture of the desk being covered with invoices…

Moving on!

Bar of Soap:

Last week I had to place a limit of how much cold water flows through the main sink of the Laundromat. Why? Well, because stupid people abuse the water by wasting it and by cleaning their clothes at the sink. First of all, I have a sign over the sink stating “Please do not wash clothes in the sink. Hand washing only.” I guess people ignore the kind request. Really, I should put a sign stating “wash your clothes in here and I will shoot yo ass.” Seems like they would understand that better…

Anywhoots… this lady brought in her laundry in a bucket and she had a bar of soap. She started to wash her clothes in our sink. I told her to stop that and she could use the washer to put her clothes in to wash. I even offered her free soap. She said “No… washer no use soap bar.” She went on and on saying how the bar of soap is far better because her clothes don’t get bleached. I explained to her that clothes only get bleached when she adds bleach to her clothes. I kid you not, she accused me of sabotaging. I got really angry and I yelled at her to stop. I rarely yell; however, she did stop what she was doing. She asked me what she could do now and I gave her the option to go home and finish what she started or to use the washer. She listened to me… that is rare for someone to listen to me. She agreed to use the washer if I helped her, which I did. She wanted to put the bar of soap into the washer and I told her not to. I swear it was like taking care of an eight year old. In the end, I gave her a baggie for the bar of soap and she put it in her pocket. Is it wrong that I wonder what else she does with that bar of soap?