1/27/2010
Today I picked up my dry cleaning. I've been dreading this because I knew it would be expensive- I had practically all my work clothes done at once. Plus, I'm lazy. Well, I finally bite the bullet and get my clothes- then do the walk of shame to the car. You know- both hands too full of metal plastic hangers, arms over your head so as not to drag a freshly cleaned dress on the floor- and keys in my pocket. Uh.
Well, I did find some daily joy in it- a guy offered to help me, in a completely sincere and non-creepy way. I turned him down, but it made me smile. The kindness of strangers still exists, and I couldn't even be grumpy about trying to hang the dry cleaning on those otherwise useless handles in the back of my car.
Well, I did find some daily joy in it- a guy offered to help me, in a completely sincere and non-creepy way. I turned him down, but it made me smile. The kindness of strangers still exists, and I couldn't even be grumpy about trying to hang the dry cleaning on those otherwise useless handles in the back of my car.