Laundry

Hello me and the couple of friends who read my blog! I just had the best food ever. My stepdad came from Germantown with a large load of furniture (whihc is a key plot element of this blog), so I wanted to make a nice meal to show appreciation. However, I never expected to find such culinary genius! It was Ziti with Caremlized Onions, Portobello Mushrooms, and Goat cheese. The taste was indescribable. While i could write an entire blog entry about this food I think I will focus on laundry today.


So I have lived for the past few weeks with no washer and dryer. So I was forced to take my clothes to a laundromat. Many of you will not have had the pleasure to experience this. So here we go: Two accounts of two different laundromats.
Laundromat 1
Things start off well. I put the clothes in the washers, pay up for the service. I see a snack machine, use some of my mom's money to buy Skittles. So The clothes wash correctly and i move them to the dryers. I insert coins and... they don't start. A woman with less teeth than a Dolly Parton concert audience comes up to me and speaks

"Y'all gots the Shee-it Drar dintcha! Ya gots ter holdstha sturt button dern fer a whall."

I follow her instructions. They aren't completely dry after one wash. To be expected. Third time. Okay. Forth Time... FOR THE LOVE OF GOD ARE YOU A DRYER OR NOT!!!

"Whall. I dun nev'r seen nobody ser pee-issed at a Drar. I woutn't rekmend yer ke-yun ter theese bee-itch ova laundramat ever gen!"

I follow her advice after this visit but if the clothes don't get dry I am going to resort to prostitution! Attempt five- a success.

Account 2
This laundromat is better on the inside but on the outside I see a gathering of potsmoking Hispanics. Now I'm not going to be racist and assume drug dealers but there are white people coming up to chat with them and they only speak Spanish. And not all of these men can be looking for cheap yet efficient construction workers. I witness six pot deals while I do my laundry. And while that is sort of entertaining it is not very comforting to be alone with the big bad mafia members.


So I have learned that laundry is not something to take for granted. After about six Laundromat visits the washer and dryer finally come!. We hooked up the washer. No issues! We attempt to hook up the dryer... the plug in is not the correct type. I have to stand the Mexican mafia one more time before I can finally feel secure.