Indentured servitude, barbeque, and the different attitudes toward Sunday morning in the colonies

Greetings, all.
How's it going? Good, I hope.
Just letting everyone know I haven't fallen off the face of the earth.
Well ... I guess I can post some laundry etiquette while I'm here. Not that you guys will learn something new, because you're reasonably intelligent people as a whole.
When taking your garments to a professional laundry/dry cleaning facility:
Remove everything from your pockets. Pens, money, reciepts, drugs, boarding passes, razor blades, lighters, male contraceptive devices, sports bras, candy, napkins with that girl's phone number ... it all needs to stay with you.
Unbutton all the buttons. Just do it.
Remove old tags from previous visits to the laundry. Doesn't it itch when you wear clothes that still have the tags? It would bug me.
If you HAVE TO HAVE a certain item for a special occasion or a trip, bring it several days in advance. You know, just in case the utilities go on the fritz one day. Or because we might possibly have a freakishly busy day and not get to your stuff before the time you expected to be able to pick up your essential garment.
Heavy starch is for bank presidents, funeral directors, and sadists/masochists. Heavy starch shirts are notoriously difficult to press and bag compared to ... just about everything else.
Read the care labels before you order starch for your silk trousers.
Bringing in t-shirts and jeans that need no special attention brands you as lazy. Or unable to figure out those scary machines in your laundry room. Seriously, it's a lot cheaper to go to a coin-op laundry. Sure, you have to stay there for a while, but I'd say that makes up for the expense of a dry cleaner's.
A lot of people bring their clothes to us in garbage bags. What do you think that says about the clothes?
I think that's it for now.
Good night.