I miss my old laundry nights; waiting out the wash and dry cycles on a barstool with a beer in front of me and Cash Cab on closed caption above me, and the occasional conversation from people next to me, perhaps even the friendly dog under the barstool below me.
Alas, that life is gone. Even when things get back to normal, it'll never be the same.
Laundry Night may be no more, but I still have laundry to wash.
I went to the laundromat yesterday. When I got there, I was stoked because there was a parking right in front, the bonus spot where the wifi from the laundromat reaches the car. I'll be able to watch Shark Tank on Hulu during the wash cycles. Good sign, I thought. But I thought wrong. When I went in, all of the machines that use credit cards were taken, leaving only the smaller, coin operated ones. All the good ones, the ones that have a bigger capacity were taken by one person, one person who only filled up her washers half way, one person who hadn't even started her loads yet and was nowhere to be seen. Total dick move and really awful laundromat etiquette. Earlier in the day I found a $20 in the pocket of a jacket I hadn't worn in a while. Luckily I was wearing that jacket and it still had the $20 inside the pocket. I feared, however, the coin machine would be out of coins because of the coin shortage I keep hearing about. Luckily the machine did have enough coins, but the tray the coins collect into is curved and shallow so I had to pick up the quarters off the floor that spilled out. I had all my clothes in machines and washing before the person who had taken all the good washers arrived. I did a mean thing, One of my washers ended before hers so I quickly distributed all my clothes into 5 dryers so when the rest of my wash was complete, I had access to dryers. What? Sure it was petty, but she was washing area rugs and quilts. There was no freaking way I was going to wait for her to finish before my clothes got to go into the dryer. While my clothes were drying, I went to order dinner on my phone from the burger place right next door to the laundromat, thinking I could order so the food would be ready for pick up in 45 minutes. I ran into some disappointment, however when I realized this burger place doesn't have shakes on its GrubHub menu. I went into the burger place and asked the cashier if I could place an order to pick up in 45 minutes. She said the only way I could do that is to use Grub Hub. I told her that the Grub Hub menu didn't have a shake option, only a soda option. She said that was my only option. To shake or not to shake, that was my option. I ended up ordering burgers via Grub Hub and going to the market a few doors down to buy a pint of ice cream instead of getting a shake. I was bummed, though. One shake is just the right amount of shake split into three servings, the number of people I was feeding. When I went to retrieve my laundry, everything was too hot, because I was all haughty and secured the dryers for myself, I'm guessing. Serves me right, probably. I went home, brought the laundry, the dinner and the ice cream inside. We ate dinner. I dug the sheets out of the laundry bag, made the beds and saved the rest of the laundry to fold the next day. After, we all had a scoop or two of ice cream, watched some Ink Master, brushed our teeth and went to bed.
I guess it could have been worse.
