Sticks of Fire: a Tampa blog

I have a quick follow up to an earlier post about the off-kilter cleaners. Apparently, he did not want to be subject to the same fate. Read on…

Instead of taking my Krewe gear downstairs, I drove several blocks to McNatt Cleaners at MacDill and Kennedy.

I handed my things to the young lady behind the counter and she writes on my receipt, “Kilt, Sash, Pirate Shirt.”

Truly a thing of beauty. It’s not as convenient as going downstairs – and it’ll probably cost a little more – but it’s well worth it.

Thanks KMcC

We are so very glad he is satisfied with the new skirt & scarf cleaners.

I had just dropped off my kilt to be dry cleaned for Saturday. The guy behind the counter writes down “skirt.” I tell him it’s a kilt. He looks at me, says “Oh, okay” but he still leaves “skirt” on the ticket.

Apparently, when you dry clean a skirt, they charge you by the pleat ‘cuz I got charged for a 24 pleat skirt. Which is actually very reasonable, but still…

The guy looks at my sash. He asks, “What do you call this?”

I say, “It’s a sash.”

He asks, “How do you spell that?”

“S-a-s-h,” I say.

He goes “S-A what?”

“…S-H.”

“S-H-A….?”

“No, S-A-S-H. Sash.”

He writes down “scarf”

I hand him my shirt. He takes a good long look at the shirt, then he takes a good long look at me, then he writes down “blouse – very big”.

So this afternoon, I’m picking up my scarf, my skirt, and my blouse.

My scarf.  My 24-pleat skirt.  And my very big blouse.

No respect.