Girl....you better check his pants!
Oh my goodness! What is that?
Well...glad you asked.
That would be my checkbook.
Or...that would be what is LEFT of my checkbook.
I know that *I* did not leave it in my pants pockets b/c *I* never carry it in my pants pockets.
Perhaps I am to blame for doing laundry without checking my husband's pockets. It was sooooo silly of me to treat him like a big boy. Just assuming that he would empty his pockets...removed his belts...etc.
Perhaps somebody is going to be getting a purse in the future to carry small items like this...oh, not a purse...a "man-bag."
EMPTY YOUR POCKETS, JACKA$$!
Love,
The Laundry Lady.
posted by Lainey-Paney @ 12:51 PM
11 Comments:
Looks to me like someone needs a murse.
oh my gosh, this happened to me not long ago. My husband left his CELL PHONE in his jeans pocket and i washed it. It ended up in the same condition as your checkbook. I had the same message to my husband as you did to yours.
Funny! :)
Hey my paper driving licence ended up like that, so i am as bad!
My husband does the same thing to me. One time it was a freaking PEN
Oh my...that is not good. Funny, but not good. So frustrating!
Your hubby needs to start using a check card - much less distruction if it accidently gets washed.
Okay, not only does that look awful but what a pain to replace it. But I think kleenex going through a wash is the absolute worst.
Pick, pick, pick...
A conversation I once had with F:
F: Have you seen my mobile phone anywhere?
K: No sorry
F: Do you know where my jeans are?
K: Yes darling, I washed them, they are hanging up to dry.
F: Oh....
Turns out cell phones don't take too kindly to being washed :O Things is if I see a pair of jeans screwed up in a heap on the bedroom floor next to the laundry bin I presume they must be laundry...
Bob accidentally washed a diaper with the clothes when we first brought Little Elvis home. I'm not sure how a disposable diaper got into the laundry, but amazingly it didn't destruct. It just blew up really, really big.
Yesterday I washed a tube of his chap stick. Guess it's a man thing.
I have a rule in my house.
ANYTHING left in pants pockets becomes the property of the Laundry-Lady. (That would be me.)
I will graciously return pens, notepads, random scraps of paper, but money? That is considered "Payment for Services Rendered".
I always check his pockets before washing. I can usually count on 5 bucks a week.
One time Ava got a self-inking rubber stamper as her prize after a dental appointment. It ended up in husband's cargo pocket, of course got washed, and leaked permanent blue ink all over a load of laundry. He got the "check your pockets...ALL of them, EVERY time" lecture too, but I still pick a lot of kleenex out of the clean wash if Ava has a cold. I guess I'm not always careful to check EVERY cargo pocket EVERY time on EVERY cargo pair (and he certainly isn't)!
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