So, I had this favorite jacket, you know the one? Not super expensive, but comfy, fits just right. Anyway, managed to spill something nasty on it, right down the front. Looked awful. Tried spot cleaning myself, but just made it kinda worse, spread it around.
Figured I needed professionals this time. I’d driven past McDowell Cleaners a bunch of times. Looked like a standard place, nothing fancy. Honestly, I’m always a bit iffy about cleaners. Had a bad run years ago where a place basically shrunk a wool sweater down to doll size. Still bitter about that one.
Dropping it Off
Anyway, decided to give McDowell a shot. Pulled up, went inside. Pretty basic setup. Counter, racks of clothes in plastic. Smelled like cleaning chemicals, obviously. The person behind the counter seemed okay, not overly friendly, but not rude either. Just business.
I showed them the jacket, pointed out the stain. They took a look, nodded, didn’t promise miracles, which I actually appreciated. Hate it when they promise the moon. They scribbled on a tag, gave me a little paper ticket, and said it’d be ready Friday. Standard stuff.
The Wait and Pickup
Didn’t think much about it for a few days. Friday rolls around, I headed back over after work. Handed them my ticket. They went in the back, came out with my jacket covered in that clear plastic wrap. Here we go, moment of truth.
Paid the price, wasn’t cheap, wasn’t crazy expensive either. Kind of what I expected, I guess. Took the jacket out to the car before heading home. Had to check it right away, you know?
The Result
Peeled back the plastic. Looked over the front where the big stain was. And… gone. Yeah, pretty much completely gone. I looked real close, held it up to the light. Couldn’t see where it had been. They did a solid job on that part.
The rest of the jacket looked fine too. Pressed okay, no weird smells other than that faint clean scent. Buttons all there, nothing seemed damaged.
- The main stain: Gone
- Overall look: Clean and pressed
- Any damage: None I could see
So yeah, McDowell Cleaners. They handled my jacket problem. It’s always a bit of a gamble with these places, feels like. You hand over something you like, cross your fingers, and hope for the best. This time, it worked out. They just did the job they were supposed to do. Can’t ask for much more than that, right?
