Here I am complaining again, but the hotel drycleaners (I'll go out on a limb and call them this since that's what they seem to think they are) have destroyed my clothes. My nice clothes.
I'm sitting here at work unable to bring my lovely Lacoste sweater anywhere near may face. (Which is hard, let me tell you, because its on my torso and arms.) There are so many dry cleaning chemicals that have saturated my sweater that the smell is killing me. I knew this when I put the darn thing on this morning, but I only brought enough outfits to make it through a week at a time. I thought the air would help to diminish the chemicals, but I sit here at 5pm on the verge of either a headache or a buzz after smelling this stench all day.
Everything else had better not smell this way, but they've also burned the shit out of my clothes by obviously washing them in hot water and scorching them with the iron. They didn't even match up my socks! *gasp*
For 3 sweaters and 3 pairs of pants, I paid $69! That's over $10 per item only to have them ruined. I could cry. Honestly...I need 2 wardrobes. One full of nice clothes to have at home, and another full of worn-out, mis-shapen articles to take on the road. Because at this point, I'm adding up all of the money spent on these clothes that look like shit. Oh, and I smell like a paint factory.
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Ah, the joys of travel. In the words of Fergie, it's so glamorous, glamorous! ;)
Either the dry cleaners or AM needs to reimburse you for all this pain and suffering. I am very good at laundry and much much cheaper.
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