Thursday, October 9, 2008

Pub life

Working at a pub is a messy business. You end up with beer all over your hands, your arms, your jeans, your shoes, everything. I get more than the average person on my jeans, as I am constantly wiping my hands on them. This, coupled by the fact that we don't have a washing machine led me to buy some clothes that I only wear to the pub. I have a few shirts and a pair of jeans that I bought at second hand shops so that I'm not wrecking my own clothes that I really like and so that I don't reek like booze in my regular life. I don't wash my jeans after every shift (they would never dry for the next day) but I try to wash them every week or so. For two weeks, I was working a Wednesday night, as well as weekends, which means I couldn't wash my jeans, they wouldn't dry in 2 days. By the time I washed them, I had probably worn these jeans about 10 shifts. I knew they would be gross, so I just rinsed them in clean water, no soap first. I'm sure that if I had drank what washed out of them, I would have gotten drunk. Take a look.

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