Uniform Shirts

I knew from when my daughter worked at Arby's that fast-food places are chintzy with their uniforms. My daughter had one uniform shirt that she washed frequently, if not daily. After a month it was so soaked with grease that it could have been used to wipe down car engines.

Now it's me who has a uniform shirt. I wash it four times a week. Lucky me, I know more about doing laundry than Little Miss so my shirt is not a grease rag. Yet.

It just feels very strange to be washing and wearing one item of clothing four times a week. Being addicted to clothing, I have mostly treated it with respect. My pattern has been to wear and wash an item of clothing no more often than once a week. Times when I found myself with only three pairs of pants that fit meant I needed to shop for more. But still, not wearing the same pair of pants four times a week.

No matter how I struggled financially over the years I never had to wear an item of clothing so frequently. Maybe I should have; I might not have struggled financially.