A/R pretty much consisted of making sure the money coming in matched the invoices. I developed impressive adding machine skills. I telephoned cleaners with delinquent accounts. It was interesting--no matter where I called I always reached a person speaking English with an asian accent. It seemed silly to me that I would call all the way to Saudi Arabia to stumble through a request for a missing $8, but it was an ok job in general. When I left, my mom took the job over from me. She was going back to school for an accounting degree, so it was a nice transition.
Laundry is not a priority for me. Sometimes we dress out of the basket for weeks. I was telling some coworkers about how I am never as happy with my laundry improvements as I think I'll be: when we used to haul loads to the laundromat, I thought having a laundry room in my building would be great. We moved to an apartment with a laundry room and I pined for my own washer and dryer. Now I have those, but they're downstairs. So awful! xGinny volunteered that years and years ago she (she said "we", I think it was she and an ex) used to send the laundry out. It would be returned, clean, pressed or folded, in a couple of days. She sighed wistfully and said that she is certain that this happened, but it seems like a dream now. The rest of us sighed along. Of course, I am sure I'd find something to complain about with such an arrangement but really! Doesn't that sound glorious?