QUOTE OF THE DAY (OR MORE): "No, no. You don't understand. This is an '89 Calico. I'm pretty sure that exceeds the Kelly Blue Book value. The cat's totaled." --A comedian whose name I forget talking about a vet who presents a $3,000 bill for a 12-year-old cat

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Thanks... wait, ... what?

When I got married, I had a deal with the husband that he would fetch his own drycleaning, a deal by which he abides most of the time.

Every so often if he's running late he'll call and ask whether I can pick up his shirts before 7:00 pm since he won't make it.

This happened tonight. Being the perfectly accommodating, wonderful wife that I am, I agreed right away.

"Sure, no problem," I answered.

Our drycleaner, not atypical of many, is owned by a Korean couple; I've not met her husband, but the woman is extraordinarily full of personality.

She didn't recognize me when I walked in, onaccoutubecuza the deal I have with my husband (I just don't go that often).

"Herro," she brightly greeted me.

"Hi there!" I answered just as enthusiastically, as enthusiastically as is possible when one is picking up shirts from the dry cleaners.

"Rast name?" she asked me. I answered.

"Furse name?" she asked me. I answered.

"Oh," she exclaimed, blushing. "Your husband handsome guy! Tall? Dark? That him?"

"Yup," I said, proud of the husband.

"You a rucky girl, you know?"

"I am lucky," I answered.

I told her I had met him when he was 16 years old.

I was flattered.

"Wow," she said thoughtfully, "I guess you have some good qualities to have handsome guy like that, huh?"

"Thanks," I started to say.... wait a minute...


  1. Dry cleaning?

    Don't you know their ancient Chinese secret is Calgon?

    See? I just saved you a lot of money.

    You're welcome.

  2. Yeah, she "cheerfully" didn't hold anything back, did she?


  3. At least she didn't ask if your husband could stop by to clean out her lint-trap.

    I have no idea what that even means. Sorry. Just trying a little dry-cleaning humor. If they even have lint-traps, which they probably don't. So...oh well.

  4. I'm sure you have just the right qualities!

  5. LOL! BTW, I have the same deal with my husband when it comes to the dry cleaner.

  6. Our dry cleaning gets picked up and dropped off, I hate doing it so that's our happy medium.

    And I just love it when random women think I'm the lucky one. WTF!

  7. That is so funny!!!

    My hubbs get remembered too. Me, not so much.

  8. I think her complement was lost in translation. Lol!

    When my husband and I were dating we would go to this little Chinese restaurant and I had to laugh every time they would hand us our take out order and say ever so cheerfully... "wechtabul fied wice, weddy!"

  9. Ruuuht? haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahah
    (big deep breath) Haaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaahahahahahahahhahahah hahahahahahahahahahahah haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

    I'm laughing because you had to pick up the dry cleaning. You very un-rucky girl.
    (But ya... funny rady at the dry clean-ah)


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