For this story to make sense I need to disclose something about myself: sometimes I let a month pass by between trips to the laundry room. I'm thrifty, and since I have to pay 1.25 to wash and 1.00 to dry clothes I try to make the most of each load. I also try to hang as many wet clothes as possible to combine loads for drying. It's good for the economy and my pocketbook right?
Recently, I went to wash my laundry in my building's shared laundry room. It had been a month and I found myself running low on a few essentials. As I put my clothes in the washer I heard the dryer (across the room) running. However, I thought, "no problem, I'm sure my neighbor's clothes will be dry and out of there by the time I need to change my things over."
As it turns out, this assumption was false.
While the laundry was dry and warm it wasn't back in it's rightful home- my neighbor's apartment. "Oh well," I thought, "I'll just place the laundry on the top of the drier so that I can put my stuff in." The top of the drier was already home to a few stragglers: 2 towels, a washcloth, and a sock. So, I moved those over and begin to place my neighbor's clothes onto the open space on the drier.
At first, I began to fold things like washcloths. However, I then realized that I did not want to fold this man's underwear. I decided the best course of action was to heap the unfolded clothes on one another and leave them. Before I could go, I had to move the pile so that it wasn't on top of the towels, washcloth, and solitary sock. As I was in the process of doing this I saw something that caused me to freeze in my tracks.
It was a pair of my underpants.
Yes, I am SURE.
Mine.
There aren't any other females my size in the building and these are fairly distinctive unders.
I am left to wonder did these WARM undergarments come out of the drier now-with my single neighbor's things OR have they been hanging out on top of the drier for a MONTH? Needless to say, at this point, I began to wish that I did my laundry more frequently.
I grabbed my underpants and threw them into my empty laundry basket. Then, I placed my wet clothes in the now empty drier, put my 4 quarters in the machine, hit on and hurried back to my apartment. After a while, I talked myself down but decided to toss the underpants in question, just in case.
The moral of this story: wash laundry more frequently and perform an extra sweep to ensure no underpant is left behind.
3 comments:
If this is Part 1, I can't wait to read Part 2.
I think you need a few burly guys to hang around your place for a while to discourage any unwanted behavior.
waiting--with not so much patience--for part 2? attack of the killer cockroach?
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