Not our laundry room, but still absolutely terrifying.
There’s bound to be some drama when you have to share one washing machine and one drier with an entire apartment building. I’m pretty sure there’s a book about laundry room etiquette, but if there’s not, I’m going to write one now.
One Sunday night Paul and I were waiting for the washing machine to free up. Sunday night is definitely the most popular laundry night. Once the washer stopped, we took out the person’s clothes and put them on top of the washer. Usually I hate doing this. I hate when someone else removes my clothes. But it’s understandable if someone needs to get their laundry done. You should be there on time. So we put our clothes in and as we were leaving we saw a guy coming down with a load of laundry. I assumed that he figured that he was going to be next in line, but nope! Sorry suckaa.
When we went back down to put our stuff in the drier, that guy was waiting for us. His clothes were the ones we took out. He was trying to do two loads-one right after the other. AW HELL NAW. He reprimanded us and lectured us about how we should wait 20 minutes for someone to claim their laundry and put in another load if they want to. His logic was if you have a load of laundry in a machine, you basically own the machine. I think Paul was ready to punch him in the face. We actually said sorry and the guy still wouldn’t let go. So he’s a fun neighbor.
The laundry room gives me the creeps. It’s in the basement, it’s dark, has cement floors, and it’s surrounded by a maze of storage units. Rape central. I actually just filmed a video to show what it’s like, but I don’t like the sound of my voice recorded. Plus it sounds like I have a speech impediment. I SWEAR I DON’T.
The thing the scares the most about our laundry room is that there’s tons of space to hang your clothes to dry. Umm what? Who does that? It seems so archaic. Plus, my clothes would be stolen immediately because they’re so awesome.
Why do people hang their clothes to dry when there are driers around? Why are laundry rooms and basements so scary? What’s so funny ’bout peace, love and understanding?
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