liz_marcs (liz_marcs) wrote,   • Mood: annoyed  You're Such a
Special Little Snowflake, It's a Wonder You Don't Melt in the
Laundry Room...  So, I got up at the ass-crack of dawn to get my
laundry done, because my other option was to go to a cookout
this afternoon wearing dressy clothes.  In my defense, I'd been
trying off and on over the past 4 days or so to get into the
laundry room, but 'tis the season where people swap out the
winter gear for the summer gear, so that means everyone is doing
more laundry than usual.  Keep in mind, my laundry room serves
16 apartments, and it's got two washers and two driers. That's
it. Most of the time, it's not a problem, but when "clothes
swapping" season is in full swing, it bottlenecks like whoah!
Anyway, I figured that ass-crack of dawn on Sunday during a long
weekend would be safe laundry-room wise.  Except not so much.
One woman had beaten me and was loading her laundry into the
washing machine. While I wasn't happy, if this woman had the
gumption to get up even ea