Taken to the Cleaners

Yesterday, on our way out of the Kroger parking lot, I said, “Oh, I keep meaning to pick up my dry cleaning.”  Husband put on the brakes and said, “Well?  It’s right there.  Might as well do it now.”

I hesitated.  “No, it’s ok.  I’ll get it later.”

He let up on the brakes and then stopped again. He pointed across the parking lot. “It’s right there.”

I ‘fessed up.  “It’s been there for a really, really long time.”

“How long?  Do you have the ticket?”

I fumbled for the pink receipt in my wallet. “Fifteen months?  Oh, man. I can’t go in there.”

“Tell them you’ve been in a coma.”

5 Comments Taken to the Cleaners

  1. Thewitch May 7, 2014 at 7:50 pm

    Hahah!! I am so gonna use that one!!

    Reply
    1. Meg May 7, 2014 at 7:53 pm

      I know, right?! I didn’t have the nerve. I immediately apologized profusely. The cashier narrowed her eyes and said, “You know, your clothes are probably gone by now.” Of course, they were still there.

      Reply
  2. State Representative Margaret Ruhl July 17, 2014 at 11:07 am

    I Lolled.

    Reply
    1. Meg July 17, 2014 at 3:16 pm

      Margaret Ann Ruhl….bwwaaaahaaa.

      Reply

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