A DRY CLEANING SAGA

in four parts
  1. My beloved dry-cleaner announces to me that my entire work wardrobe has been lost.
  2. I wait, hopefully, for 24 days for the clothes to be found (dressing like a weirdo in the meantime).
  3. Finally, I break down. I spend two days and many dollars scouring town to purchase duplicates of all my clothes.
  4. Within 24 hours of removing the tags from my purchases, all my dry-cleaning is miraculously found.
    At least now I won't have to visit the dry-cleaners as often.