Being in charge of managing household duties I’ve decided it is easier to go clothes shopping with my wife to try to prevent delicate care items from coming home than it is to sort laundry into infinite groups of less than three articles each that require unique handling, after donning my reading glasses and searching every seam for that “care and handling” tag spitefully hidden by the sweatshop seamstress. Dry clean only, my ass!
January 30, 2012
Lay Flat To Dry? I Don’t Think So
A gourmet blend of cynicism and sarcasm. Reflections on the absurdities of life the pessimists wallow in, optimists ignore, and realists recognize. View all posts by cynicasm
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