Luis isn’t always in the store like everyone else and sometimes, he sees even crazier sh*t than us.

Let’s take you back to last Friday. Here’s what happened… in his point of view.

It’s so busy… and it being a nice, spring day makes me want to leave work even more. But we can’t do that so here we are with hung clothes, tumbling washing machines, and Molly, who’s handling the counter.

Let’s see what she’s up to.

I hope Hector will be ok handling the shop alone today. That poor kid is still shaken up from last month when he thought a client left a brick of cocaine in their suit pocket.

Maybe I should check in?

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“This is an emergency.”

It’s eight in the morning and this is one of the first texts I get. Why so early?!

Finally… my shift is almost over.

It’s already so late and I can’t wait to just get back home. Tomorrow’s my day off.

There’s not a lot of people here right now – thankfully – maybe about six people – all couples. They’re all almost done.

The lights are dimmed. The velvety walls and dark-stained floor makes it feel homey.

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It’s starting to get cold out. Especially being in New York.

Why is it already so gloomy.. and foggy.. and cold? I wish I was back in San Francisco, but whatever… I’m here for my brother’s wedding so I guess I gotta get through it.

What a sh–tty day.

It’s downpour raining. There’s tons of laundry. And, we’re short staffed.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but aren’t we all allowed to have bad days? And today is definitely one that should be allowed.

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Like any hip, modern laundry and dry cleaning service, we have a sign that says “Drop Your Pants Here.” Clear? Yes. Creative? Sure. But I guess I didn’t think of how clear this directive was. Here’s what I mean. 

This is about the time I laundered money…

The work week is over and the weekend is here! Yay! Friday night happy hour turns into Saturday brunch with your girls, then turns into Sunday self care. You have the weekend all planned out or so you thought…Saturday at brunch one of your friends spilled her bloody mary all over your Alexander McQueen black lace bustier top. OMG! Now what do I do?!?!