There is nothing that pisses me off more than when people in a multiple dwelling apartment with limited washing machines and dryers are inconsiderate of the other people living in the building. What do I mean? How about leaving your clothes in the washing machine or dryer for hours, or days. Then someone like me walks in there, tosses in a load thinking I have time to get this done before I have to run here or go there. I set my timer on my microwave and 25 minutes later stroll down to toss everything in the dryer. But wait, I can’t put my clothes in the dryer because some asshole left his load of boxers in there and they have probably been there, dry, for at least an hour. Or that girl down the hall who is always bringing home some new guy from the bar, like I really want to reach in and grab out her collection of thongs. Sick.
So the other day I was frantically trying to get everything done before I left town on business for a few days. I had tossed in a load of whites, mostly undershirts and socks, to have ready before I left. Well, I didn’t really need the clothes but I figured I had the time and wanted to get them out of the way so when I returned I didn’t have 3 loads to do.
So I set my timer, switched the loads, then reset the timer for 45 minutes, the length of the dryer cycle. Well amongst all of my frantic packing and tying of loose ends I somehow forgot to unload my whites. Three days later I was unpacking and went to toss some soiled whites into my basket and “oh shit, it is still down in the laundry room, with my clothes in the dryer”. Someone had taken my clothes from the dryer and put my them into my basket. At least they didn’t throw them all over the room or defecate on them. I know how much this irritates me, I can only hope the person who needed the dryer wasn’t as annoyed as I am. But hey, at least I didn’t leave my g-strings in there for someone to dig out.
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