I haven't been to a laundromat in quite a while. So how difficult can it be? Not to mention the time wasted but also having to drag the bags of dirty laundry!
Two weeks ago, we went out of town. Since it had been very hot and humid, I had to change clothes several times a day as they got wet with sweat! Yuck!
I had been under the impression that we were only going to be there for the weekend. But soon found out that we were staying three extra days. I did not pack enough clothes. I went to a store nearby and bought a couple of capris pants and shirts, but I still did not want to wear them out of the rack... nasty! So what was I to do? Be forced to go to the laundromat.
Once I got there, I picked a large machine for the colored clothes and a small one for the whites. The place had no air conditioning and I was already drenched in sweat within a few minutes of being there. As you can imagine, I was not a happy camper!
As the large machine began its wash cycle, water began leaking all over. I was beginning to freak out but thankfully the manager was around and managed to fix the problem. I thought it was because I hand't closed the door properly but, apparently, it was the machine that needed to be repaired.
After that little episode, I realized that I hadn't seen the light for spin cycle, or any light for that matter, on the small washer. I kept waiting to see when the light would turn on so I can put some liquid fabric softener in it. I kept waiting.... waiting... and I waited some more. Is it because I put it in the "hot" wash cycle setting that it is taking longer to wash than normal?
While I sat there waiting for the light to appear, I realized I had to wash my bra (since I had packed everything, but extra bras). I looked around and there were only four other ladies doing their laundry. So I slowly (trying to be inconspicuous) began taking off my bra and pulled it out from under my shirt. I then quicky threw it in the wash. Little did I know that, as hard as I was trying not to bring too much attention to myself, there was a man in his truck watching me through the window all that time! I was embarrassed! Oh well....if he saw anything, I hoped he enjoyed the little peep show because that's the last time I'll be stripping at the laundromat!
Finally the dark load was done and I put it in a dryer. While the clothes were drying, I went to check on my whites. I soon realized that the machine was still in wash cycle. The lights were not on so I couldn't tell what cycle it was really in, but it was apparent that it was still in the same cycle from when I first put my clothes in. What the hell!!! I immediately took the whites out of that machine and set them in a different machine. Now I had to wait longer for an extra load to wash not to mention having to pay for another machine (since the manager had left the building)!
When I went to check on the dryer, the clothes were still wet. What???!!! I had already put four quarters in it! It finally took $2.50 to actually dry them enough to take home. I wasn't aware that the price for drying clothes had gone up! I remember when we used to dry a load with two quarters max! The heck with that! I wasn't about to pay more than $2.50! Even if it meant having to hang my clothes and/or set them on the air conditioner in my hotel room!
So here I was... braless in public, with a t-shirt that was wet, hot and sticky, in a bad mood, with machines that were not working properly and ended up paying more to wash and dry my clothes than I bargained for!!!!
This is why I can actually say I HATE going to the laundromat! Oh... now I know how much I appreciate having my own washer and dryer!
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