“Hmmm, awfully heavy laundry cart today…” Mr Smudg huffed as he wheeled it through the washing facility. He got to the bottom of the bin, that’s...
Mr. Smudg
The Rogue Razor
Nothing wakes you up quite like reaching into a towel pile and grabbing a RAZOR BLADE with your bare hand. “What the….” Mr Smudge mumbled to himself...
The Champagne Slip ’n Slide
The fitted sheet was… sticky. Never good. It smelled. Like regret, like a late night, like a… celebration, maybe? Turns out, the guest did...
Mr. Smudg and the AirPod Incident
The day started as normal - folding towels, pretending this was a respectable career… when suddenly, a tiny electronic chirp sparked in the dryer....
Are Fleas Hiding in Your Hotel Linens? What Florida Hospitality Managers Need to Know
A guest wakes up with unexplained bites and complains to your front desk. While it may be tempting to assume the bites came from outdoor exposure,...
Mr. Smudg and The Great Glitterpocalypse
What did Mr. Smudg find this week? A crime scene straight out of a Craft-Store-Hell. It started so innocently: a pile of sheets, slightly heavy,...
Why Home Washers Aren’t Enough for Urine-Soaked Linens
Dealing with urine-soaked bedding is unpleasant, but it is far more than a routine laundry task. Whether it happens in a family home, hotel,...
Mr. Smudg and The Lipstick Map
Some people leave tips. Others leave DNA evidence. This week, Mr. Smudg pulled a set of pillowcases covered in lipstick prints. Not just one or two,...
Mr. Smudg and The Paint-Night Panic
There are stains. And then there are stains posing as artwork. Mr. Smudg opened a linen bag this week and found what can only be described as a...