There are names for people like the woman who lives three doors down. I won’t mention them, but there are very good descriptive names.
You see, our dryer broke and won’t be fixed until Tuesday. In the meantime we are using the dryer on our floor. There are only seven apartments on our level and one washer and dryer, so it’s not that big of a deal. And I’m pretty sure that of those seven apartments, only five of them wash their clothes. Anyway, we put a load in the public dryer and dried it. But before our seventy-five cents were used up I went and checked it. It seemed to be dry so I thought I’d be economical and put another load in to finish of our three quarters. As one might assume, however, that load only got partially dry before our money ran out. So instead of just shoving in some more dough I decided to wash another load that I would then put in with the semi-dry clothes in the dryer. Cool. Sounds good…or does it?
When I come back in one hour later to add my wet clothes to my semi wet clothes (that had been sitting in the dryer all this time) I found that a neighbor girl down the hall was washing her clothes. The cycle had just started on the washing machine with her very first load, but not knowing that my clothes were in the dryer, she placed her seventy-five cents in the little slots in preparation for drying her washed load. I though for a moment and then decided that I would just neatly stack the quarters on top of the dryer while I finished my load. There might be some misunderstanding, but we could clarify it later. No big deal I thought…I thought wrong. When I went back in the laundry room an hour later (I kinda forgot about it), I found my two loads of clothes missing! Upon further inspection I found them whooshing around in the washing machine! That woman took my clothes out of the dryer, used a quarter and then put them all in the washing machine and started it! How vindictive is that? I could understand that if you were a mean person you might take those clothes out of the dryer, throw them on the counter, dry your clothes by finishing off the quarters that they had paid for their load, all the while pocketing the money that you were going to pay for your drying…but putting their clothes in the washing machine! Thats a jerk of a thing to do.
I haven’t seen her yet, but I’m going to heap burning coles on her head. Kill ‘er with kindness, thats what I’m going to do…and then when she’s not looking I’m going to put bleach in the washing machine.
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hmmm that is interesting…i didnt realize that satan lived in downtown vancouver….wierd.
i TOLD you we didn't like her. But did you listen to me? No. Soccer can only save half the world. And it's clearly not her half. You should smear obscenities on her door… using poo. That'll teach 'er..
This is so weird. How can re-washing someones partially dry clothes be considered mean. You are out what $.75? If she wanted to be mean she'd throw them on the floor, or in the sink. And, how did she know that the clothes she found in the dryer and the washing machine were together?Maybe I'm missing part of the story. Is this right? From your neighbors perspective, she goes to the laundry and finds wet clothes in the washer. Wanting to do her own, she takes them out and puts them in the dryer–but wait, there are already clothes in the dryer. So, she puts them in there anyways hoping the owner will come and feed money into the dryer. When her clothes are clean she pulls your, still wet, clothes out of the dryer and puts them in the wash so she can use dryer. Now it gets goofy, in an unprovoked act of spite, she drops in some quarters and starts the wash thinking to herself, "that'll show 'em now all their clothes are wet!"What am I missing?I do not mean to make light of your situation. It wasn't all that long ago that the free laundry at our small 4-plex was a constant irritant to me. And the other people getting on my nerves were friends from school that I go to church with. It always seemed that someones unattended laundry was slowing me down and keeping me from my efficient chores. I would seriously fume over that stuff.
Hey Ry, when you put that bleach in the laundry… and she's not looking. Make sure Jesus isn't looking either! Mmmmmkay? Mmmmmkay.I kidd. I kidd. Just hurry up and get your dryer fixed! That'll show her!
Of such things wars are made.
I think you did miss the point. We had been washing our clothes in our own dryer and she didn't know we had clothes in the dryer…the washer was empty. Then she waited until are clothes were dry (two rounds later) and then threw them back into the laundry room washer and turned it on! WHat the…who re-wets someones dried clothes…Meanie McMeanerson that's who.
I think Jess said dryer when she meant to say washer…Let me explain again…There is a washer and a dryer.Washer: Her wet clothesDryer: our semi dry clothesWhile washing her clothes she prepared to dry them by sticking money in the dryer money slots (while our semi dry clothes sat inside). She did not know about our clothes.While her clothes were still washing entered the laundry room to add some clothes to our partialy dry clothes. I then removed her three quarters and stacked them neatly so that I could finish the job we had already begun.So when she went to dry her clothes, she found ours…
I did miss the part about using your own washer, and am now hip to the episode.What if a 3rd party took your neatly stacked quarters?Then, when the other laundry-room user returned, she found your clothes drying using what she could reasonably assume were her quarters. Now she is at home writing a blog about how someone used her money to try and dry their clothes. To get back at them, she re-washed their clothes with every intention of going to get some bleach and do the job right.
i like the part of the story where you are heaping burning coles on her head, or wanting to at least.i like it because i think you mean burning coals, but what i pictured was you lighting serena and luke on fire and throwing them at this lady.
rebecca marie. you just took my cake. as in you take the cake and you made me laugh.
I'm just really thankful that everyone made this story very clear to understand and I have absolutely no questions!
I like the part of the story where jason says "Hip to your episode"…
Once somebody took MY cake and put it in the washing machine, um, I mean the dryer. I said, "What the Wonka?"
someone left my cake out in the rain.(my most sincere apologies to anyone who doesn't know that song)
That is BEAUTIFUL! I mean, I've come up with a lot of great revenges that I've never used, but that one is great! The best part: she doesn't need to feel that bad. She didn't steal them, or dye them . . . she just washed them, so she doesn't feel bad, but it makes you just as angry as if she had. Brilliant!