ironing

One detail of my new job that I don’t think I have mentioned, here or anywhere for that matter, is the fact that I need to wear actual shirts. I have managed to get by with polos for the past few years.

This creates a problem for our old system of laundry, and as I have discussed before ironing isn’t really something we practice around here.

Well, it wasn’t:

What you see there is me ironing a shirt with a brand new* iron, on a brand new ironing board. You are probably thinking, “but he has had that job for quite a while, and its mid week already… shouldn’t this have happened sooner?” Yes, yes it should have! I got by using up every single shirt I owned, and then wearing a few that I though looked ok straight out of the wash. The wrinkles caught up with me eventually though, so I broke down and setup the ironing board.

I suppose I would be better off doing a batch of shirts to at least cover a week, but for now I only did enough to get me through to the next night where I will have time to tackle a few more shirts.

I hear rumors of shirts that are more likely to come out of the wash in a wearable state, and plan to research that rumor in detail soon. I will miss the days of polos, but outside of the ironing aspect I think I have adapted well.

-Jordan

* when I say “brand new” I mean the same kit that has traveled with me for years, still in the factory packing 🙂

So this is a somewhat embarrassing statistic, but what good is a blog if you don’t post this kind of thing?

I was clearing out and sorting through a lot of the storage in my room last night, preparing for the move that’s coming up here soon. I ran in to a surprising amount of stuff that I haven’t used for over a year. That was a little sad, realizing I was storing all this stuff I had no use for, and then I found the irons.

Yes I said “irons,” as in plural, two to be exact. Both of them in mint condition, never been used, one still in its original box! I think my mom gave me one of them when I moved to college EIGHT YEARS ago, and the other she probably gave me when I got out of college. Its not to say I never ironed anything, I am pretty sure I used one of my roommates ironing stuff once back at my old apartment!

The moral of all this is that you can’t blame my mother if my clothes always looked a little wrinkled, she tried!

I told this to Heather last night, and she said she was pretty sure she had a new iron, still in the box somewhere in her apartment… so I am in good company I guess 🙂

-Jordan

A Landmark Day

With Apologies To My Mother