Tuesday, January 27

Ho My God

Dropped off some dry cleaning at a place near work today. As I pulled in, 2 things caught my eye.

The temperature display in my car said 11°F, and the girl propping the entry door to the dry cleaners was wearing next to nothing.

So granted, it gets warm inside the cleaners, but her sweatpants were pulled so low I could almost see her cooch. Throw in some cleavage and I began to track back to each time I visit this place.

The place is Flair, in Beverly. They are excellent Dry Cleaners. And I just realized that the owners tend to hire young girls who wear tight clothing.

Exploitative business practice? Of course, I never judge.

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