Yes this post is clearly about the LAUNDROMAT! or as we loosely say it "Laundry-mat". I didn't learn to actually use a washing machine in the laundromat until I was 17 years old. My husband taught me how while we were washing my clothes for I was soon to be going away to college. Up until then Mother Grenade would go wash while we only had to fold. After a while we were blessed with a washer and dryer in our home where I was accustomed to washing in a top filled washer and a dryer that would dry everything the first time around.
So at this very moment I'm sitting in the laundry-mat with five jumbo washers and three regular size washers. I'm in a cute capri pajama set that could be taken as a really cute outfit any day. I have on some comfy UGG's and my hair is cute and accessorized with my pretty flower headband. My face is washed and so is my body I smell of Dove soap and bodywash. My attention is turned completely to my laptop because I'm using this as free time to blog. Well WHY NOT BLOG ABOUT THE SHIT SEEN IN LAUNDRY-MATS!
I go to Bubbleland. Its not a place a lot of people frequent because the drying is known as NOT free. Yeah you could say I'm crazy for coming here and paying 30 cents per 12 minutes of drying, but I had to come here because I am not running into a place filled with kids in the last of their clean clothes that don't match waiting for their mommas to pull something out the dryer to match either the top or the bottom of what they running around in.
I go where I go because it's not filled with a lot of grown women with their dirty thongs hanging out of their too little laundromat jogging or pajama pants. Neither is it filled with a bunch of mommas who came in after a night of clubbing and decided to wake their kids up out their sleep to get in the car looking a mess while she is still shaub (sharp) from the night before.
I go where I go because it's super peaceful, I have all the room I need to wash and fold clothes and with washers that are huge and cheap and tables that are long sturdy and have section blockers.
That was until I woke up and decided hey lets separate the clothes and go to Bubbleland! My husband who has always been against going there said okay, but then proceeded to convince me to go to a Free Dry laundromat instead. I gave in and we actual went on a hunt for one. Yeah to no avail though. Everyone we went to was packed with the above descriptions and there was no room for us and our six bags (Yeah I said SIX!)
So we ended up going to Bubbleland! How about we walk in and there are these big ass signs saying FREE DRY! I think I walked into hell when I saw that! But it was still nice and peaceful ... until my husband left to get some food and when he pulled off a man, his wife, and two daughters pull up. It was clear they had never been here before because they had a bag full of quarters not knowing that all money go on cards here and the card machines do not take change!
They walked in a FULL DESCRIPTION of the people I was trying to avoid. They argued with the attendant when she told them they don't take coins ... they then proceeded to get their cards filled and the parents cursed the kids out because they had attitudes and then without everything being placed into the machines they left their things there and came back an hour later. Once they finally came back they finished their washing, put all the clothes in their bags unfolded and left ...
Then in came the parents of what must have been four teenage girls and they were obviously pissed. Eight big black garbage bags of dirty clothes and when they opened the bags it was obvious what they were pissed about ... none of the clothes were separated and one bag was full of wet clothes. They lost it! I mean I saw this as entertainment but then I also saw it as just plan sad.
Aside from the people breaking their necks to keep their kids near them and people arguing over dryers I was truly amused that on a Tuesday afternoon this is the shit seen in laundromats!
What do you see?
SOUND OFF!
4 comments:
You two Sister Grenades are a mess, but that scene is all so true. When I use to go, so many people would come in and separate their clothes there on the floor in front of everyone. I saw everything from nasty underwear to fights..Stay out of those places and go to your parents house to wash. Lol
I'm still laughing!!
So glad my mama taught me to seperate before going to the laundromat cuz she aint want ppl to see our business. And I agreed with her.. Now I live where I dont have to go the laundromat unless I need to wash my blankets bc those ppl r absolutely reckless.
by my mother use to be in the army i know SOME things about the laudrymat...i seen where ppl actually cleans out the washing machine(bringing in their home products), i seen when the washing machine fooded, and i seen where this lady was washing clothes and she notice that it was a pair of panties that she dont wear...lol she put them in here pocket and when her dude came to pick her up she was nice and sweet....then in 5 seconds she went HAM....lol
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