Dry Cleaning

Well, every once in a while you have a moment in which you remember that you are in Central London. I had one of those moments today; let me explain:

It was time to do my dry cleaning. Being that I am pretty much strictly corporate right now, I work in an office (with a cubical of course) and wear nice clothes. I figured that I might as well take advantage of the opportunity. I was all excited today when I realized that there was a dry cleaner right around the corner from my house. My searching on Google failed to mention this one, so obviously I was overexcited when I found it.

I packed up my items: six slacks, seven shirts, and one sweater. I was on my way.

I walked over and it seemed like a pretty standard place. The guy was counting up all my clothes and then asked me if I wanted shirts on a hangar or in a box, a little strange. Anyway, he handed me my receipt and I was about on my way. Then I heard a guy next to me ask how much it was to dry clean his jeans; she responded 8 pounds ($12). I thought to myself, that seems excessive.

I walked out the door and headed home. On the way I took a look at my receipt. They charged me 90 pounds ($135) for six pants, seven shirts, and one sweater!

I guess you have to learn some lessons the hard way!

Anyways, just wanted to vent a bit. I will update you all further either tonight or tomorrow.