In the year that I was out of LA, the laundromat on Torrance Avenue that brought about the Me and LG experience has gotten very busy. Much more commercial fluff and fold business. LG is now some sort of manager/head-honcho type. When I come in he’s either not there or is doing some manager type stuff.
Today I had some time on my hands before yoga, and decided to do my own laundry.
I spend around $20 a week at LG’s place. Drop in the a.m., pick up in the p.m.
I had no idea what the actual cost of laundering my own soiled garments was.
Turns out, it’s $13.50.
$3 to wash each of 3 loads. That’s nine. And a buck.50 to dry each of three loads. That’s 4.50. 13.50.
It took about an hour and a half, and had coffee and a yogurt at the cafe next door. Probably at least 6 bucks. That’s 19.50 total.
Long story short- I’m totally still going to LG. If you factor in what I consider my time to be worth, which is no small sum I’ll have you know, and LG is a bargain. We may not be like peas and carrots anymore with his new muckety-muck status. But the potential for new verbal adventures is still there. And we like that.