Thursday, June 26, 2008

That is some serious angst

I was driving & thinking about how I should start calling my car a motorcar. That led to the thought that driving must have been so much more fun when there were driving gloves, goggles & cute hats. Then I was shaken out of my driving fashion train of thought when I met my sarcastic idol. There, on the back of a shiny, black, fancy car was one of those rear windshield signs. I assumed at first that it was something like "I earned this car by selling cosmetics ask me how" Instead it said "Don't take any clothes with a dry clean only label on it to ______ dry cleaning. They will ruin it." Who wrote that? Tolstoy? How did they fit all that on their windshield? Then I just sat back & thought wow that's a lot of angst. That's the kind of angst that is so ridiculous that you just stand up & clap, or at least shake your head.

There used to be a car in town that had a lemon on it with a car dealership's name saying they didn't honor their warranty. The dealership went out of business a year later...but dry cleaning? I can't help but wonder what they had dry cleaned, a wedding dress? Maybe a shirt made out of diamonds? Seriously, who goes & has a sign professionally made & put on their car over dry cleaning? Do they switch it out when the butcher doesn't slice the ham thin enough? Do they just have a whole fleet of cars & they say "I'm mad at the cleaner today, I'll take the Beemer"? How long does the sign stay on? Do they pass it on to their children? I need details dry cleaning angst people. Switch to an SUV & tell me your story.

7 comments:

Sarah said...

Has anything ever angered you so much that you felt the need to do a little something to gain a bit of immediate karmic comeuppance?

Granted getting a sign made is a tad psychotic, but come on, I know I'd totally want to vent my frustration somehow before letting it go-

Packsaddle said...

I had a pair of faded Wrangler jeans once.

They were my favorite.

I took them to the dry cleaners to be cleaned and to have a heavy starch put on them.....(hey, I'm from Texas).

Guess what?

They lost my jeans.

I was devastated.....and possibly full of angst, although I'm not really sure what "angst" means.

So, what did I do?

Well, I did what any devastated Wrangler-less Texan full of angst would do: I purchased another pair of Wrangler jeans.

No calls to the BBB, no investigative report on the local news channel, and no angst-inspired bumper stickers.

Just good old-fashioned Texan judgement.

~Virginia~ said...

i am so making one for every drive-thru i've ever gone to that has forgotten to include something in my order and i don't notice until i get home. so many possibilities...

rubytuesdays said...

Wow that is some anger...please track them down and find out what article of clothing was ruined!

Alyssa Goodnight said...

That is a little wacko. I'm all for customer satisfaction, but this seems a bit much. (Just a bit) Sounds like an opportunity for some investigative reporting...

Trish Ryan said...

The closest I ever came to being this angry was when a dog groomer in VA did an absolute hatchet job on THAT DOG. Now, THAT DOG is an odd creature to begin with, so there's not much room for clipper misteps. Yet they shaved her fur so close to her body, you could see her veins. And they left her ears long and raggedy. Then the called me later to say that they needed to charge me more (for fur disposal, or something absurd like that). I was livid.

I was SO tempted to have posters made to put outside their store, signs that said, "UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR DOG TO LOOK LIKE THIS, DON'T GO IN!"

But I didn't. I had to put THAT DOG's needs first, and she needed seclusion, not publicity. Sort of like Britney Spears after her bad grooming incident...

ellesappelle said...

"Seriously, who goes & has a sign professionally made & put on their car over dry cleaning?"

Maybe, the competition? :)