I don’t like how my shirt smells. It’s not that unpleasant but it has this noticeably sharp, musky scent, like I spent the entire day outdoors and had been sweating for hours. Except I haven’t worn it yet.
The laundromat that does our clothes had been very disappointing lately. The shop closes really early — as early as 4pm, although they say they close at 5. Five pm is still way too early for a laundromat to close, at any rate. Sometimes, they were even closed all day on weekends, even though we were scheduled to pick up our laundry on those days.
And now, our clothes didn’t smell like they’ve been washed properly. Time to try a new laundromat.
There are too many laundry shops in Mandaluyong; sometimes, the shops are next to each other. I had wondered before if people in Mandaluyong are adverse to doing their own laundry. Problem is, we don’t like the two shops near our apartment. The first once has had several instances of switching our clothes with those of other clients, and now this other one isn’t cleaning our clothes well.
Despite the number of laundromats in our area, nearly all of them are situated at least 500 meters away. That’s an unfortunate hassle if you’re carrying nearly 10 kilos worth of laundry, but what can we do?
If necessary, we could do our own laundry. It’s not a chore any of the four occupants of the apartment are fond of doing, but if we were wealthy enough to buy new underwear whenever we run out of clean ones, the four of us wouldn’t be living together to share the rent.
That pretty much forces us to hire someone else do our laundry, plus two other facts: (1) the building charges a lot for water, and (2) the apartment has a ridiculously small laundry area. I could very easily cover the entire laundry area with just my socks.
Earlier, I saw that our hamper is nearly full again. Bern and I are also thinking about having the last batch of clothes washed another time to remove the stink.
The way my shirt smells really bothers me.