Before I get into the story, I just want to apologize for not making a Spin Cycle post yesterday. I was busy during the day and at night, I had to do with some real life issues and people. Guess you can say "shit happens". Don't worry though, this coming Sunday you will have a super duper Spin Cycle post.
Now, onto today. New York has a big issue with bed bugs. Luckily, it has been a long time since a customer came to our laundromat with bed bugs. Until today, today a stupid customer decided to come to our laundromat to get rid of the little suckers.
First off, she didn't wash her clothes. She just tossed them in the dryer. BIG MISTAKE. I can't stress this enough. If you have bed bugs you MUST WASH ALL OF YOUR BELONGINGS! When you do wash them, you have to wash them on hot. I am contemplating on putting a couple of fliers up in the laundromat with instructions on how to wash clothes if someone is infested with bed bugs. Anyways, I told my co-worker that I am going to approach her and ask her to wash her clothes. My co-worker told me not to so she wouldn't get offended. Fuck if I care if she gets offended. She is doing it wrong and she will get infested again. I approached the female patron and told her the following "Hey! I know you have -that- problem and I recommend you wash them because by just drying them, you aren't doing much." She snapped at me and said "Who is going to pay for it? You? No you aren't. So mind your own business." That's when my logic kicked in. I told her "The amount that you are paying for the exterminator, wouldn't it be worth it to just do the job right instead of bringing an exterminator again?" She thought about it and she took her clothes out and put them in a washer. I was shocked. Really shocked... customers normally don't listen to me. When she removed her clothes from the dryer, I put a plastic bag over my body and hiked up my pants so I can clean the dryer and make sure there isn't anything left behind. I put the dyer on hot for 60 minutes to make sure stuff is dead in there. I even cleaned the area after she left too. Mopped with heavy bleach and I worked the washers she used too so the inside can rinse out.
When she was leaving, she thanked me for giving her the advice with bed bugs. For once I can say my logic worked.
People, when you have bed bugs ALWAYS remove EVERYTHING from the infected area and wash the items or dry clean them. Do NOT clean the infested area. First you must let the exterminator do his chemical business thingy and THEN clean the area. Then you can put everything back in it's place. Having bed bugs now is pretty acceptable and one should not be ashamed of them. It's more of a pain in the ass than anything. Ask a laundry employee for help or do research on the internet to figure out what you need to do. You are doing more harm by not telling a laundry employee that you have a bed bug problem.
If you need more tips on bed bugs, feel free to email me at Lillaundrygirl@gmail.com
Monday, March 1, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
I'M BACK!
I got my laptop back! Woo hoo!
There are stories to tell!
The Agenda:
1. Stinky Clothes
2. Korea v. Bangladesh
3. More Meat
Stinky Clothes
I have one customer that I cannot tolerate... somewhat. She is a roommate of a friend of mine. Lately I have seen her do her laundry on her own but in the past, she would drop off her clothes at our laundromat. I will call this customer Le Stinkee. Le Stinkee is in her mid to late 20's and has a chin ring, which I cannot stand. She would drop off her clothes in the morning and pick them up in the evening. When she first started coming to us, I tried to befriend her but there was no hope =( (I think I am somewhat glad now that it didn't work out). A couple of times, when my co-worker didn't come to work, I would have to fold clothes. It was my destiny for life to fold Le Stinkee's clothes because she would always bring them when my co-worker wasn't there. Her clothing smelled. I wish I could put a smell to it so you, my readers, can get an idea of the smell. Unfortunately, I cannot. I have failed you all -sniff-
Anyways... When I put underwear in the washer, I never look at the crotch because I don't want to be horrified with a left over surprise. Looking at someones menstruation blood is not my cup of tea and it isn't pleasant. Oh, lets not forget about the poopie stains and orange crap that I sometimes find on people's underwear. -shudders- This female always had menstruation blood on her panties among other stuff and her clothes always smelled. I would always hold my breath and after a minute, I would turn around and gasp for air. Folding her clothes wasn't bad but I always dreaded folding the underwear. To see the marks was still disgusting but I formed some logic about it... the logic was "at least its clean blood..." or "at least its a clean skid mark now..." That logic worked for a while. One day it was bad. It was on the sheets too. I kept calm and poured a shit load of soap into her clothes. I even poured Greased Lightening in her stuff (by the way, have you picked up the spray?! It's good stuff!). The sheets came out clean but the underwear, didn't come out clean...I lost hope in those panties ever being clean. Now she just does the laundry herself. I rarely say hi to her since I don't see her now but when her friend is around, she is nice.
I think if I were to drop off my clothes, I wouldn't give my personals. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't drop off my clothes. I would just wash it myself and so should you. It's easier and you know what you are doing to your clothes. We have heard horror stories from customers about their clothes being dropped off and they are pleased with out service. Unfortunately, not a lot of places in NYC are like ours and sadly, people don't appreciate it. They see our prices and complain we are expensive. People, we are expensive for a reason, your clothes don't get put with other people's clothes and we wash your stuff with REAL stuff, not generic. Oh well.
Next up, we have two different people going at it.
One lady is Korean and the other dude I think is from Bangladesh. I love the Korean female. When she comes to do laundry, we always chit chat and her son is the cutest! She is a very nice female. This guy on the other hand, was a total douche bag. When he came to do laundry, he didn't know what he was doing with the washers and would blame his stupidity on me. HELLO DUMBASS, READ THE DAMN SIGNS ON THE WASHER! When he was putting his clothes in the washer, his friend was there and he wasn't helping the situation. He would confuse his friend even more. -shakes head- Two stupid people and they both had stupid brains. You would think if they put both brains together to think, they would accomplish something but no. Instead, they made matters worse and managed to piss me off. They pissed me off to the point where I didn't even bother to help them anymore. I put my Zune player to work and ignored them. Finally they get their washer going and they leave. The dumb ass returns to the laundromat to put his clothes in the dryer and he goes to the Korean patron "Ni hao sexy" or something like that and the Korean female got pissed.
I would get pissed too. She said "I am not Chinese, I am Korean and I hate it when people think I am Chinese just because I am Asian." I don't blame her. I would be pissed too for multiple reasons. The female approaches him and asks/tells him the following:
"Do you have a mother or a sister? If someone did that to you mother or sister, would you be happy about it? What you did was NOT respectful or nice. It was rude and you wouldn't like it if I started to stereotype you. I am not Chinese, I am Korean and one more time you do that, you will regret it."
The guy bowed his head down in shame and apologized. I was listening to all this and I just started clapping from the front end of the laundromat. Haha!
People like him tend to disgust me but I would rather have that then someone grabbing my ass, which has happened on many occasions. It was grabbed by Mexicans =(
Moving on...
A guy came to do his laundry and he kept talking to me about deli meats. I would just stare at him. He would ask me if I have tried salami, pastrami, etc. I would just nod and say "uh-huh". When he asked me about a cheese, I would say "Uh huh" and he yelled back at me "THAT'S NOT A DELI MEAT" To calm him down I said "Oh, I thought we moved on to cheeses." He didn't buy my excuse and he left. People, when someone starts talking to you about deli meats, mention cheese. It will upset them but they will get off your back!
With that being said, I am out! Sunday you guys will have your Spin Cycle post and I might be working tomorrow. If I do, I will most likely do a post. Sunday I will also update the poll and maybe get a blog picture avatar thingy. Who knows! Also, I will have links for all of you as well to check out!
There are stories to tell!
The Agenda:
1. Stinky Clothes
2. Korea v. Bangladesh
3. More Meat
Stinky Clothes
I have one customer that I cannot tolerate... somewhat. She is a roommate of a friend of mine. Lately I have seen her do her laundry on her own but in the past, she would drop off her clothes at our laundromat. I will call this customer Le Stinkee. Le Stinkee is in her mid to late 20's and has a chin ring, which I cannot stand. She would drop off her clothes in the morning and pick them up in the evening. When she first started coming to us, I tried to befriend her but there was no hope =( (I think I am somewhat glad now that it didn't work out). A couple of times, when my co-worker didn't come to work, I would have to fold clothes. It was my destiny for life to fold Le Stinkee's clothes because she would always bring them when my co-worker wasn't there. Her clothing smelled. I wish I could put a smell to it so you, my readers, can get an idea of the smell. Unfortunately, I cannot. I have failed you all -sniff-
Anyways... When I put underwear in the washer, I never look at the crotch because I don't want to be horrified with a left over surprise. Looking at someones menstruation blood is not my cup of tea and it isn't pleasant. Oh, lets not forget about the poopie stains and orange crap that I sometimes find on people's underwear. -shudders- This female always had menstruation blood on her panties among other stuff and her clothes always smelled. I would always hold my breath and after a minute, I would turn around and gasp for air. Folding her clothes wasn't bad but I always dreaded folding the underwear. To see the marks was still disgusting but I formed some logic about it... the logic was "at least its clean blood..." or "at least its a clean skid mark now..." That logic worked for a while. One day it was bad. It was on the sheets too. I kept calm and poured a shit load of soap into her clothes. I even poured Greased Lightening in her stuff (by the way, have you picked up the spray?! It's good stuff!). The sheets came out clean but the underwear, didn't come out clean...I lost hope in those panties ever being clean. Now she just does the laundry herself. I rarely say hi to her since I don't see her now but when her friend is around, she is nice.
I think if I were to drop off my clothes, I wouldn't give my personals. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't drop off my clothes. I would just wash it myself and so should you. It's easier and you know what you are doing to your clothes. We have heard horror stories from customers about their clothes being dropped off and they are pleased with out service. Unfortunately, not a lot of places in NYC are like ours and sadly, people don't appreciate it. They see our prices and complain we are expensive. People, we are expensive for a reason, your clothes don't get put with other people's clothes and we wash your stuff with REAL stuff, not generic. Oh well.
Next up, we have two different people going at it.
One lady is Korean and the other dude I think is from Bangladesh. I love the Korean female. When she comes to do laundry, we always chit chat and her son is the cutest! She is a very nice female. This guy on the other hand, was a total douche bag. When he came to do laundry, he didn't know what he was doing with the washers and would blame his stupidity on me. HELLO DUMBASS, READ THE DAMN SIGNS ON THE WASHER! When he was putting his clothes in the washer, his friend was there and he wasn't helping the situation. He would confuse his friend even more. -shakes head- Two stupid people and they both had stupid brains. You would think if they put both brains together to think, they would accomplish something but no. Instead, they made matters worse and managed to piss me off. They pissed me off to the point where I didn't even bother to help them anymore. I put my Zune player to work and ignored them. Finally they get their washer going and they leave. The dumb ass returns to the laundromat to put his clothes in the dryer and he goes to the Korean patron "Ni hao sexy" or something like that and the Korean female got pissed.
I would get pissed too. She said "I am not Chinese, I am Korean and I hate it when people think I am Chinese just because I am Asian." I don't blame her. I would be pissed too for multiple reasons. The female approaches him and asks/tells him the following:
"Do you have a mother or a sister? If someone did that to you mother or sister, would you be happy about it? What you did was NOT respectful or nice. It was rude and you wouldn't like it if I started to stereotype you. I am not Chinese, I am Korean and one more time you do that, you will regret it."
The guy bowed his head down in shame and apologized. I was listening to all this and I just started clapping from the front end of the laundromat. Haha!
People like him tend to disgust me but I would rather have that then someone grabbing my ass, which has happened on many occasions. It was grabbed by Mexicans =(
Moving on...
A guy came to do his laundry and he kept talking to me about deli meats. I would just stare at him. He would ask me if I have tried salami, pastrami, etc. I would just nod and say "uh-huh". When he asked me about a cheese, I would say "Uh huh" and he yelled back at me "THAT'S NOT A DELI MEAT" To calm him down I said "Oh, I thought we moved on to cheeses." He didn't buy my excuse and he left. People, when someone starts talking to you about deli meats, mention cheese. It will upset them but they will get off your back!
With that being said, I am out! Sunday you guys will have your Spin Cycle post and I might be working tomorrow. If I do, I will most likely do a post. Sunday I will also update the poll and maybe get a blog picture avatar thingy. Who knows! Also, I will have links for all of you as well to check out!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
SPIN CYCLE
Allllooooo there!
Sorry for the lack of posts. I got sick for two days and then I got better and now I have an ear infection. I should probably go see a doctor... or take vitamins or something at least. On Wednesday I slept for 12 hours straight. It felt so damn good!
I am NOT into gossip. As a matter of fact, I hate it. Gossip is evil and just opens a box full of fail and evil. Yesterday my co-worker was telling about this customer that was asking her questions. I have talked about this customer before, she is the one that set my dryer on fire. It should be posted somewhere at the start of the blog. Anywhoots, she was asking my co-worker if she gets paid on time. My co-workers answered "yes" and then asked her why. Apparently, a customer had a friend that used to work at the laundromat. I call TOTAL bullshit! First off, the people that used to work at the laundromat were NOT Spanish, with the exception of two. Even those two Spanish workers didn't converse with this bitch. After asking her that question, she asked how our boss treats us because her friend told her my boss used to beat her. WHAT. THE. FUCK? Our boss has never laid a finger on us. See, this is how rumors get started, by stupid bitches. I should start spreading rumors about her and how she likes to make out with her cats or something... see if she likes that. Luckily, I am not like that... to start rumors or gossip. My co-worker gives her a sour face and says "no, she is very nice". She tried to get more answers out of my co-worker but my co-worker was smart enough to say "look, I have real work to do. I'll talk to you another time." The customer got upset and stopped talking to her.
Oh and this same customer had the nerve and demanded that I should remove MY clothes from the top dryer so she can use it. I told her "no, the quarters are in and there is a bunch of empty dryers in the back. I need dry clothes too." She told ME to go and use the back ones. I didn't and instead I gave her a look and ignored her for the rest of the night.
People like her make me wonder why they are still around. I wish there was a pack of wolves that sense stupid people and then they just destroy them...harsh? I don't think so. Cynical? Naw... Cynical would be me telling my father the following "either you go fix the car or you pay for my funeral!"
STORY TIME!
I like Mike. Mike sends me stories all the way from Kansas! He owns a laundromat and can relate to me. I thought stupid people going to laundries only existed in New York but I was wrong!
Mike wrote to me the following:
"I think the parents must tell the kids to wait 'til they get to the laundromat to run wild. It's unbelievable!
Mike, you have NO idea how much I want to trip their kids while they run. One of my achievements in life would be complete. The worst part is that majority of the parents keep feeding their kids thinking it would quiet them down. They are wrong! Once a customers kid thought it would be a good idea to color on all the tables. I pulled the mom aside and handed her the Greased Lightening and a towel. I made her clean it up because she gave her kid a bag of chips, juice (water, sugar, coloring), and a crap load of pure sugar candy. She wasn't happy but she didn't even punish the kid! It's unbelievable! Parents like that make me want to choke them.
With that being said, have a good one everyone!
Sorry for the lack of posts. I got sick for two days and then I got better and now I have an ear infection. I should probably go see a doctor... or take vitamins or something at least. On Wednesday I slept for 12 hours straight. It felt so damn good!
I am NOT into gossip. As a matter of fact, I hate it. Gossip is evil and just opens a box full of fail and evil. Yesterday my co-worker was telling about this customer that was asking her questions. I have talked about this customer before, she is the one that set my dryer on fire. It should be posted somewhere at the start of the blog. Anywhoots, she was asking my co-worker if she gets paid on time. My co-workers answered "yes" and then asked her why. Apparently, a customer had a friend that used to work at the laundromat. I call TOTAL bullshit! First off, the people that used to work at the laundromat were NOT Spanish, with the exception of two. Even those two Spanish workers didn't converse with this bitch. After asking her that question, she asked how our boss treats us because her friend told her my boss used to beat her. WHAT. THE. FUCK? Our boss has never laid a finger on us. See, this is how rumors get started, by stupid bitches. I should start spreading rumors about her and how she likes to make out with her cats or something... see if she likes that. Luckily, I am not like that... to start rumors or gossip. My co-worker gives her a sour face and says "no, she is very nice". She tried to get more answers out of my co-worker but my co-worker was smart enough to say "look, I have real work to do. I'll talk to you another time." The customer got upset and stopped talking to her.
Oh and this same customer had the nerve and demanded that I should remove MY clothes from the top dryer so she can use it. I told her "no, the quarters are in and there is a bunch of empty dryers in the back. I need dry clothes too." She told ME to go and use the back ones. I didn't and instead I gave her a look and ignored her for the rest of the night.
People like her make me wonder why they are still around. I wish there was a pack of wolves that sense stupid people and then they just destroy them...harsh? I don't think so. Cynical? Naw... Cynical would be me telling my father the following "either you go fix the car or you pay for my funeral!"
STORY TIME!
I like Mike. Mike sends me stories all the way from Kansas! He owns a laundromat and can relate to me. I thought stupid people going to laundries only existed in New York but I was wrong!
Mike wrote to me the following:
"I think the parents must tell the kids to wait 'til they get to the laundromat to run wild. It's unbelievable!
But most of the time, when the kids arrive, they behave pretty good. But, as soon as the laundry is in the washers, it's time for Coke and cookies. By the time the wash is in the dryer, the little rugrats are running wild. Always jumping on all the seats, playing with all the doors, screaming and running like there is no tomorrow. I guess at that point I have to talk to the parents and tell them, "if you want to spank your kids, I will loan you my belt."
And then, at just the time when the clothes are done, the kids are asleep in the middle of the floor."
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Mike, you have NO idea how much I want to trip their kids while they run. One of my achievements in life would be complete. The worst part is that majority of the parents keep feeding their kids thinking it would quiet them down. They are wrong! Once a customers kid thought it would be a good idea to color on all the tables. I pulled the mom aside and handed her the Greased Lightening and a towel. I made her clean it up because she gave her kid a bag of chips, juice (water, sugar, coloring), and a crap load of pure sugar candy. She wasn't happy but she didn't even punish the kid! It's unbelievable! Parents like that make me want to choke them.
-sigh-
I mentioned above Greased Lightening. People, if you have this available in your stores, buy it! It does wonders! We use it as a spot cleaner and it removes anything from grease, to ink, to blood. I even have a bottle at home to I can clean the oven top and counters. I swear by it! I am 89% sure they have them at all Home Depots but in the gallon size. If you want to find a store near you or if you can purchase it online, go here www.greased-lightning.com .
OH! VERY IMPORTANT!!! THIS WEEK, I WILL NOT HAVE A LAPTOP! I AM SENDING OUT MY LAPTOP TO BE PREPARED! I WILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE A POST ON SOMEONE ELSE'S COMPUTER!
OH! VERY IMPORTANT!!! THIS WEEK, I WILL NOT HAVE A LAPTOP! I AM SENDING OUT MY LAPTOP TO BE PREPARED! I WILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE A POST ON SOMEONE ELSE'S COMPUTER!
With that being said, have a good one everyone!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
PAID
I finally got paid by Cheapo (look at Irritated and Irritated part 2 for details). I was supposed to get paid yesterday but he wasn't there. Well actually, he was supposed to pay me yesterday (Monday) and he said he wasn't in the office.
You know what really pissed me off though? He really was in the office but didn't have the money. I found this out by Moshe. Moshe asked me when he is paying me and I told him "Well, he was supposed to pay me today but he isn't in the office." Moshe smirked and shook his head. I knew what was going on and I asked "He really is in the office, isn't he?" He nodded.
PISSED I TELL YAH!
Today he didn't answer the door when I was ringing it. I stood outside a bit. Nothing. I went to the car and I slammed the door. Then I hear from the intercom "hello, hello, HELLO!?" and I yell "IT'S LAUNDRY GIRL" There was a pause. I could feel a self monologue from him that went like this "shit, shit, shit"... finally his secretary opens the door for me and he is taking money out of his pocket. I took his last two one hundred dollar bills. He gave it to me with a mean look and said "here you go dear". I just blinked, thanked him, grabbed the money, and left.
You'd think that I was the mafia for him to hide like that but really, I'm not. It was only $240... nothing more... I want my money just as much as he wants his skirts. Maybe I should become my own mafia with only me in it to scare him into the fuckin money. Instead of smoking a cigar and asking "wheres the money?" I would be sucking on a lollipop. -shakes head-
Next time I am making a non-kosher comment towards Cheapo. Also, today I wanted to deflate Moshe.
You know what really pissed me off though? He really was in the office but didn't have the money. I found this out by Moshe. Moshe asked me when he is paying me and I told him "Well, he was supposed to pay me today but he isn't in the office." Moshe smirked and shook his head. I knew what was going on and I asked "He really is in the office, isn't he?" He nodded.
PISSED I TELL YAH!
Today he didn't answer the door when I was ringing it. I stood outside a bit. Nothing. I went to the car and I slammed the door. Then I hear from the intercom "hello, hello, HELLO!?" and I yell "IT'S LAUNDRY GIRL" There was a pause. I could feel a self monologue from him that went like this "shit, shit, shit"... finally his secretary opens the door for me and he is taking money out of his pocket. I took his last two one hundred dollar bills. He gave it to me with a mean look and said "here you go dear". I just blinked, thanked him, grabbed the money, and left.
You'd think that I was the mafia for him to hide like that but really, I'm not. It was only $240... nothing more... I want my money just as much as he wants his skirts. Maybe I should become my own mafia with only me in it to scare him into the fuckin money. Instead of smoking a cigar and asking "wheres the money?" I would be sucking on a lollipop. -shakes head-
Next time I am making a non-kosher comment towards Cheapo. Also, today I wanted to deflate Moshe.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
SPIN CYCLE
You know what sucks? Me losing all of my laundry links to post for the Spin Cycle posts. There were videos, pictures, and random stuff. I had to reinstall Windows last week because HP tech support decided to make my laptop worse. -sighs- It's okies though! I will find everything.
Hope everyone is enjoying there day! It's Valentines Day but I really don't observe this day. Even if I had a boyfriend, it would just be like any other day for us. Today is really just a day for Hallmark and Hersheys to make extra money. My logic is, why focus on love on one specific day when it should really be everyday? Oh well!
Here's a note for everyone and hopefully you absorb this information because an argument can be avoided! If your zipper breaks and you take it to your local tailor, do know that the zipper that they will use to replace the broken will be better quality and will NOT be the exact color as your previous zipper. Why? Well, when factories make coats with zippers, they do not splurge on the good quality zipper since they cost a lot. YKK is the best brand for zippers. One YKK zipper may vary from three dollars to sixteen dollars. As for the color, factories order the zipper made for that color coat. The tailor (if he or she is good) will try to match the zipper color to coat color as close as possible. It will either be lighter or darker than the original color. This is useful information to know or to explain to customers because then there isn't a misunderstanding.
Two days ago a customer came to pick up her North Face coat and she was complaining that the color on the zipper didn't exactly match the coat. I told her the above and she didn't believe me. She wanted her money back but I refused to give it to her. I explained to her that when she dropped it off, I told her the above. She sucked in her teeth to make a noise and left. On her way out she said "I ain't comin back to dis ghetto place" I said "good, we dun like ghettoness in here" She was NOT happy. She did leave though. Hey, she deserved it!
Every week I share a story that a reader sends me or I answer questions from readers. This week, Mike from Kansas sent me three stories! Woo hoo! However, I will be sharing one and then the others next week. Here is Mike's story:
Mr. Scary
The first time Mr. Scary came in was close to closing time one night. He is big and tall, bearded and alway dressed in black. He always uses the same two small washers and always sits in back. He pre-spots his "work clothes" with some magic formula that always leaves a black powder on the folding table and inside the washers. He wears geek glasses and is always reading some thick book while waiting for his clothes. He always drags a chair over with him to be in front of the dryers. Often, he walks to the bathroom, stops and stands, looking at the TV for a few minutes on his way there and back.
One night, out of nowhere, he asked me if we were going to start staying open later. I told him I didn't think so right now. Then he asked me if I needed someone to work in the laundromat, he would like the job. Needless to say, I told him no. Later, he said he was getting a job driving an ice cream truck around the neighborhood.
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Ah Mike, I used to have a Mr. Scary and he tried to dye his clothes with black dye. He always wore black. I never allowed him to dye his clothes though. Often I remember him and I wonder where he is. One night I actually had a dream about him and he tried to melt my face off with an iron. NOT a fun dream!
I'm not sure the kids will be happy with Mr. Scary.... -shudders-
With that being said, I'm signing out!
Have a good one guys!
Hope everyone is enjoying there day! It's Valentines Day but I really don't observe this day. Even if I had a boyfriend, it would just be like any other day for us. Today is really just a day for Hallmark and Hersheys to make extra money. My logic is, why focus on love on one specific day when it should really be everyday? Oh well!
Here's a note for everyone and hopefully you absorb this information because an argument can be avoided! If your zipper breaks and you take it to your local tailor, do know that the zipper that they will use to replace the broken will be better quality and will NOT be the exact color as your previous zipper. Why? Well, when factories make coats with zippers, they do not splurge on the good quality zipper since they cost a lot. YKK is the best brand for zippers. One YKK zipper may vary from three dollars to sixteen dollars. As for the color, factories order the zipper made for that color coat. The tailor (if he or she is good) will try to match the zipper color to coat color as close as possible. It will either be lighter or darker than the original color. This is useful information to know or to explain to customers because then there isn't a misunderstanding.
Two days ago a customer came to pick up her North Face coat and she was complaining that the color on the zipper didn't exactly match the coat. I told her the above and she didn't believe me. She wanted her money back but I refused to give it to her. I explained to her that when she dropped it off, I told her the above. She sucked in her teeth to make a noise and left. On her way out she said "I ain't comin back to dis ghetto place" I said "good, we dun like ghettoness in here" She was NOT happy. She did leave though. Hey, she deserved it!
Every week I share a story that a reader sends me or I answer questions from readers. This week, Mike from Kansas sent me three stories! Woo hoo! However, I will be sharing one and then the others next week. Here is Mike's story:
Mr. Scary
The first time Mr. Scary came in was close to closing time one night. He is big and tall, bearded and alway dressed in black. He always uses the same two small washers and always sits in back. He pre-spots his "work clothes" with some magic formula that always leaves a black powder on the folding table and inside the washers. He wears geek glasses and is always reading some thick book while waiting for his clothes. He always drags a chair over with him to be in front of the dryers. Often, he walks to the bathroom, stops and stands, looking at the TV for a few minutes on his way there and back.
One night, out of nowhere, he asked me if we were going to start staying open later. I told him I didn't think so right now. Then he asked me if I needed someone to work in the laundromat, he would like the job. Needless to say, I told him no. Later, he said he was getting a job driving an ice cream truck around the neighborhood.
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Ah Mike, I used to have a Mr. Scary and he tried to dye his clothes with black dye. He always wore black. I never allowed him to dye his clothes though. Often I remember him and I wonder where he is. One night I actually had a dream about him and he tried to melt my face off with an iron. NOT a fun dream!
I'm not sure the kids will be happy with Mr. Scary.... -shudders-
With that being said, I'm signing out!
Have a good one guys!
Friday, February 12, 2010
FRIDAY NIGHT SMACK DOWN
Okay, it wasn't a physical smack down. It was verbal. The customer was cursing me out because I wanted to help her with inserting the coins in the washer. She was banging the coin slot instead of pushing the very obvious button. -sighs- Her child was there too. I asked her to stop and she just started to go off in Spanish and in English... the words varied from bitch to fuck to maricon... -shakes head- Her daughter was just staring at her mom. I hope this child doesn't look up to her...
Sorry guys but I am too tired for a long post. I had to lift six bag equaling to 362 pounds... its as if needles are slowly piercing into my lower back.
Yesterday I didn't have a post because I posted on Wednesday.
Good Night everyone, have a fun and safe weekend!
Make sure to check back on Sunday for the Spin Cycle post! I have stories from a reader. Remember, you can submit your laundry story to Lillaundrygirl@gmail.com
Take care!
Sorry guys but I am too tired for a long post. I had to lift six bag equaling to 362 pounds... its as if needles are slowly piercing into my lower back.
Yesterday I didn't have a post because I posted on Wednesday.
Good Night everyone, have a fun and safe weekend!
Make sure to check back on Sunday for the Spin Cycle post! I have stories from a reader. Remember, you can submit your laundry story to Lillaundrygirl@gmail.com
Take care!
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
IRRITATED PART 2
I know today is my day off from posting in my blog but I wanted to. I should rather say that I needed to post because I need to rant and ranting is always good.
Yesterday I mentioned that Moshe wanted me to deliver the black skirts to him so he can complete his order for Thursday evening; however the problem was that I didn’t know if I was going to deliver the items due to the blizzard in NYC.
I ended up delivering the skirts to him.
I was not pleased that he called me early in the morning to do so either. I should put my phone on silent or vibrate at least. He calls me and asks the following “hey laundry girl, can you deliver the skirts to me please? I need them.” I told him to tell Cheapo to have the money ready.
So I get out of bed cranky and I look outside to see a blanket of snow covering the ground. My exact reaction was “oh fuck, I better get paid for this shit.” Thankfully I have a jeep with four wheel drive and it took me to where I needed. I drop them off at his place and I go to him “your five skirts are delivered.” He says the following (which pissed the fuck out of me) “oh, why did you bring them in this weather? I saw what it looked like outside. Also, I completed my order but thanks for bringing them.” Really? I had a look on my face that projected “I’m going to fuckin’ kill you”. I told him “you, you asked me to bring them to you because you needed them and they were important, you could have called.” He apologized but I didn’t accept it or anything. I turned my back to him. I asked him if he got any word from Cheapo and Moshe said that he didn’t come to work because of the snow. ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING?! YOU FUCKIN ASSHAT, YOU GOT ME OUT OF BED TO BRING YOU SKIRTS WHICH YOU DIDN’T EVEN FRIGGIN NEED?! WHAT. THE. FUCK!? If I were to kill him on the spot, it would be my fault. Not his. This also led me to believe that whenever he rushes me with the skirts, he really doesn’t need them. As a matter of fact, it makes sense. I believed that he rushed me for nothing a long time ago but today really did confirm it.
I saw olive colored table skirts still on the hanger and in plastic. My memory is excellent and I remember him saying “I need these olive skirts back as soon as possible, they are for a wedding.” I remember picking them up in the morning around 9:00am and dropping them off at 3:00pm. He never used them. If he did use them, then I would be cleaning them again after the wedding. So Cheapo is really cheap and Moshe just likes to feel important. Great. Really, I shouldn’t complain because it’s money coming in for the owner and it’s how I get paid but if money doesn’t show up on Monday, Cheapo is REALLY going to hear it from me.
I have patience and I am a calm person but when I am being dragged around and treated unprofessionally, then I can get pretty mean.
I HATE GRADE A ASSHATS!
Next up, there is a friggin blizzard going on outside. Why is the Laundromat busy?! Why are people doing laundry when they can be at home in a warm bed or couch watching television or something?! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU COME AND DO LAUNDRY WHEN THERE IS ALMOST A FOOT OF SNOW OUTSIDE!? WHY!? Oh I know why… these people are destined to make my life difficult. Then again, they are the customers that are labeled as “stupid”. I got a good bunch of them today. Then again, they were the only bunch. One customer kept asking me over and over if bleach is only for white clothes. I told him to read the label after the fifth time. Another customer put coins in the wrong washer and started it up. Another one put soap in a wrong washer and asked me to reimburse the soap to them. I just stared at the customer and walked away. I was NOT in the mood to deal with them. Then I had a customer who decided that it would be a good idea to dye her clothes in the washer with hot water. I stopped her. My favorite one is the one who was confused with the mirrors. The mirrors reflect some of the equipment and he kept asking me how he could get to that side. Really?
I need to sleep and I need to get my money on Monday.
Yesterday I mentioned that Moshe wanted me to deliver the black skirts to him so he can complete his order for Thursday evening; however the problem was that I didn’t know if I was going to deliver the items due to the blizzard in NYC.
I ended up delivering the skirts to him.
I was not pleased that he called me early in the morning to do so either. I should put my phone on silent or vibrate at least. He calls me and asks the following “hey laundry girl, can you deliver the skirts to me please? I need them.” I told him to tell Cheapo to have the money ready.
So I get out of bed cranky and I look outside to see a blanket of snow covering the ground. My exact reaction was “oh fuck, I better get paid for this shit.” Thankfully I have a jeep with four wheel drive and it took me to where I needed. I drop them off at his place and I go to him “your five skirts are delivered.” He says the following (which pissed the fuck out of me) “oh, why did you bring them in this weather? I saw what it looked like outside. Also, I completed my order but thanks for bringing them.” Really? I had a look on my face that projected “I’m going to fuckin’ kill you”. I told him “you, you asked me to bring them to you because you needed them and they were important, you could have called.” He apologized but I didn’t accept it or anything. I turned my back to him. I asked him if he got any word from Cheapo and Moshe said that he didn’t come to work because of the snow. ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING?! YOU FUCKIN ASSHAT, YOU GOT ME OUT OF BED TO BRING YOU SKIRTS WHICH YOU DIDN’T EVEN FRIGGIN NEED?! WHAT. THE. FUCK!? If I were to kill him on the spot, it would be my fault. Not his. This also led me to believe that whenever he rushes me with the skirts, he really doesn’t need them. As a matter of fact, it makes sense. I believed that he rushed me for nothing a long time ago but today really did confirm it.
I saw olive colored table skirts still on the hanger and in plastic. My memory is excellent and I remember him saying “I need these olive skirts back as soon as possible, they are for a wedding.” I remember picking them up in the morning around 9:00am and dropping them off at 3:00pm. He never used them. If he did use them, then I would be cleaning them again after the wedding. So Cheapo is really cheap and Moshe just likes to feel important. Great. Really, I shouldn’t complain because it’s money coming in for the owner and it’s how I get paid but if money doesn’t show up on Monday, Cheapo is REALLY going to hear it from me.
I have patience and I am a calm person but when I am being dragged around and treated unprofessionally, then I can get pretty mean.
I HATE GRADE A ASSHATS!
Next up, there is a friggin blizzard going on outside. Why is the Laundromat busy?! Why are people doing laundry when they can be at home in a warm bed or couch watching television or something?! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU COME AND DO LAUNDRY WHEN THERE IS ALMOST A FOOT OF SNOW OUTSIDE!? WHY!? Oh I know why… these people are destined to make my life difficult. Then again, they are the customers that are labeled as “stupid”. I got a good bunch of them today. Then again, they were the only bunch. One customer kept asking me over and over if bleach is only for white clothes. I told him to read the label after the fifth time. Another customer put coins in the wrong washer and started it up. Another one put soap in a wrong washer and asked me to reimburse the soap to them. I just stared at the customer and walked away. I was NOT in the mood to deal with them. Then I had a customer who decided that it would be a good idea to dye her clothes in the washer with hot water. I stopped her. My favorite one is the one who was confused with the mirrors. The mirrors reflect some of the equipment and he kept asking me how he could get to that side. Really?
I need to sleep and I need to get my money on Monday.
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