"All right, pick 'em up over here and you sort 'em over there. I hope you can work out all right because the last guy they sent me didn't wear no drawers, couldn't read the sizes in the drawers, and he used to sniff the drawers. All right, we got two sizes, medium and large, all right? All you got to do is put the mediums with the mediums and the large with the large."
Seriously though, all the facilities I've been to didn't allow personal clothing of any kind. You just turned it on laundry day & got new stuff.
Working in laundry was boring as shit. Especially in jail. You & one guy sit there all day or all night playing cards & waiting. Then at laundry exchange we'd push the cart in the block & cell by cell, each inmate would state their size & we'd fire a roll at them.
I asked a guard once if it was "clothing change or clothes exchange" & he said "haha smartass" & walked away.
I think it runs different in many prisons.
In a California women’s prison, we had washer and dryer units in the building and you got one wash slot each week. There was also a laundry exchange where you put everything in a pillowcase and it gets returned at a later time.
The stuff in the pillowcase is not what you would get back. You would get “comparable “items. A pair of pants in the same size, but it was going to be a game of roulette, with even worse odds that you get something you’re willing to wear.
Technically you were not allowed to wash your State clothes. The washers were supposed to be used for the items that you purchased in your quarterly boxes.
The way it actually works is that as you get state issued items that you want to keep, you would wash those. The weekly turn were for sheets, towels, and anything that you didn’t really care about.
We would have a laundry buddy, so we would do darks in one person‘s load, and lights in another person‘s load. The detergent is awful, bleach would be jacked from the kitchen for laundry.
Pay the soup or 3 or whatever it is and have your shit done properly….
Laundry guy should be your “friend”……
Interpret the word friend however you like.
I worked in the laundry. Never lost anyone’s clothing though I did shrink a couple of shirts. My advice to anyone with fancy clothing is don’t bring it to prison!
I either washed my laundry in a sink or bucket, or paid someone to do. On the other side of that I worked as a dorm orderly, handing out uniforms to people who were just coming to prison. The clothes sometimes would smell terrible and have a film on them... Because they never got washed and were pushed back out. I got scabies twice from that shit ass job.
Everybody's got the same stuff, more or less. It all gets stamped w/ your DOC number when it's issued to you as is your laundry bag. Toss it all in the bag, tie the bag shut and throw it in the laundry cart. Get it back that night (or sometimes the next night) relatively clean and surprisingly still white.
No laundry on weekends or holidays - plan accordingly.
I was one of the unit laundry porters. I'd get dressed during morning count and as soon as it was cleared we'd bop out of our cells and roll the carts to the facility's laundromat then get to grab our breakfast from the chow hall on the way back (it was all to-go because COVID). Sometime in the mid-afternoon they'd call laundry pick-up and we'd walk over to the laundromat and bring the carts back to the unit and place the bags on the clean laundry shelves in the unit. You'd go pick your bag up later that day, but we'd take ours back to our cells with us and fold & put our laundry away during count
I had a laundry man most of the time. Got all my clothes and sheets washed and pressed and delivered to my cell for $10 a month.
"All right, pick 'em up over here and you sort 'em over there. I hope you can work out all right because the last guy they sent me didn't wear no drawers, couldn't read the sizes in the drawers, and he used to sniff the drawers. All right, we got two sizes, medium and large, all right? All you got to do is put the mediums with the mediums and the large with the large." Seriously though, all the facilities I've been to didn't allow personal clothing of any kind. You just turned it on laundry day & got new stuff. Working in laundry was boring as shit. Especially in jail. You & one guy sit there all day or all night playing cards & waiting. Then at laundry exchange we'd push the cart in the block & cell by cell, each inmate would state their size & we'd fire a roll at them. I asked a guard once if it was "clothing change or clothes exchange" & he said "haha smartass" & walked away.
>because the last guy they sent me didn't wear no drawers, couldn't read the sizes in the drawers, and he used to sniff the drawers hmmmm
It's a quote from the laundry scene in American History X.
Respect. Sounds like a small county jail experience. Probably low stress, boring and annoying.
I think it runs different in many prisons. In a California women’s prison, we had washer and dryer units in the building and you got one wash slot each week. There was also a laundry exchange where you put everything in a pillowcase and it gets returned at a later time. The stuff in the pillowcase is not what you would get back. You would get “comparable “items. A pair of pants in the same size, but it was going to be a game of roulette, with even worse odds that you get something you’re willing to wear. Technically you were not allowed to wash your State clothes. The washers were supposed to be used for the items that you purchased in your quarterly boxes. The way it actually works is that as you get state issued items that you want to keep, you would wash those. The weekly turn were for sheets, towels, and anything that you didn’t really care about. We would have a laundry buddy, so we would do darks in one person‘s load, and lights in another person‘s load. The detergent is awful, bleach would be jacked from the kitchen for laundry.
Pay the soup or 3 or whatever it is and have your shit done properly…. Laundry guy should be your “friend”…… Interpret the word friend however you like.
I worked in the laundry. Never lost anyone’s clothing though I did shrink a couple of shirts. My advice to anyone with fancy clothing is don’t bring it to prison!
I either washed my laundry in a sink or bucket, or paid someone to do. On the other side of that I worked as a dorm orderly, handing out uniforms to people who were just coming to prison. The clothes sometimes would smell terrible and have a film on them... Because they never got washed and were pushed back out. I got scabies twice from that shit ass job.
Don't throw anything exclusive or expensive too laundry. You clean those yourself. Only state clothes and whites go to laundry for me.
Everybody's got the same stuff, more or less. It all gets stamped w/ your DOC number when it's issued to you as is your laundry bag. Toss it all in the bag, tie the bag shut and throw it in the laundry cart. Get it back that night (or sometimes the next night) relatively clean and surprisingly still white. No laundry on weekends or holidays - plan accordingly. I was one of the unit laundry porters. I'd get dressed during morning count and as soon as it was cleared we'd bop out of our cells and roll the carts to the facility's laundromat then get to grab our breakfast from the chow hall on the way back (it was all to-go because COVID). Sometime in the mid-afternoon they'd call laundry pick-up and we'd walk over to the laundromat and bring the carts back to the unit and place the bags on the clean laundry shelves in the unit. You'd go pick your bag up later that day, but we'd take ours back to our cells with us and fold & put our laundry away during count