Laundramat Blues

[kellychaos]

My washer broke. I had to go to the local laundramat to wash my clothes. The quarter change machine was broke and they didn't have a "this shit's broken" sign on it. I didn't notice this until I started washing my clothes with the quarters that I DID manage to bring. During the wash cycle, the lady that ran the register was annoyingly bouncing a tennis ball against an opposite wall. When I approached her about getting some quarters, I smelled her stinky dog beside the register ... probably stupid, too, since it obviously couldn't fetch a tennis ball. She had no quarter for me ... on more than one level, if you know what I mean. Angry, laundry lady eyes. I had to buy some items to even get change from the nazi gas station man next door. A large Arizona Ice Tea. Upon my return to the laundramat, a large women kept interrupting me with small talk while I tried to read a book which I'd obviously brought along for the waiting period. To escape her, I played "Mrs. PacMan" all the way across the way in the large washing facility. Both my clothes and me survived the experience ... until the next time. The End.