The *Worst* Dry Cleaners.
I paid in cash, and not one of my ten garments were cleaned - worse, they were ruined.
'Did someone just forget to dry clean them?' I asked on the phone at home, assuming the best.
Traveling 30 minutes back, they agreed: stained, wrinkled. Then, it got worse: my favorite chiffon dress looked bleached. Dark spots on my crumpled silk dresses. More stains than when I brought them all in?!
The man who worked there agreed: more stained. He then proceeded to call the worst man in the universe: the Outsourced Dry Cleaning Man.
The ODCM was told how terrible my clothes looked. The ODCM insisted that he speak to me directly on speaker phone: 'WHO ARE YOU? I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE!' ODCM screamed.
What?
Conversation via speaker phone went on and on, for 20 minutes. 'I'VE DRY CLEANED FOR 30 YEARS!'
That's right: I stood there while the man held the phone in front of my face for ODCM to yell at me or refer to me as 'lo fan' the entire time, *not OK* especially when I know what that means. All the while, I repeatedly said I needed the conversation to end, I needed a refund, and I needed to go.
At 25 minutes, ODCM tried to negotitate. 'Maybe we can give you half of your money back. How's $28?'
'Keep your money,' I said, leaving the time-suck of the universe. Hundreds of dollars of clothing gone.
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