Lessons in Laundry

You just moved in to the dorms. You are still getting to know your roommates and where your classes are located when you need to do laundry for the first time. You are slightly nervous about putting your clothes in the slightly shady washer and dryer. You aren't going home soon enough so you suck it up and put your clothes in the washer and look at the clock. You notice in 25 minutes you need to go and switch it into the dryer. Don't be late, you say, you don't want some one touching your clothes. you go back to your room to read some homework. Who am I kidding? You go back to your room to watch some tv. How much can you get done in that short amount of time any way! CRAP! It has been 27 minutes. You go running down the hall to find that your clean clothes are sitting on top of the dirty dryer!! WHO DOES THAT?!?! Sure, you were late, but only by a few minutes. Are people that impatient? They grow out of that....right?

Flash forward 5 years. You move into your new apartment in Chicago. A little nervous about leaving your clothes down in the basement while being washed. Suck it up, telling yourself that people that live here are adults. It will not be like doing laundry in the dorms. Roommate laundry night come, where we wash all of our rugs and towels and anything else. Watch time very closely...just in case. Make it down stairs ONE MINUTE after the timer had gone off. How do you know it was just a minute? Because your other washer is still finishing up. Find your clothes on top of the dirty counter and a girl putting her clothes into your washer.

"Oh are those your clothes?" (you nod) "I am so sorry, I am just running late" (Think: That minute really would slow you down, I am sure) "I am sorry again. So sorry" (Okay, we get it!) Think it is fine because the heat from the dryer will kill any gross germ that might be on your now, not so clean, clothes.

Put clothes into the dryer. You and the roommate decide to go down a couple of minutes earlier then you think. Just to be sure Miss Patient should strike again. She wouldn't though, right? Go around the corner and stop. Why is the timer still going on my dryer? I must be early. Wait! It says that it has 46 minutes left. That can't be right! Turn around and find my clothes on the dirty counter AGAIN! Stop, take a deep breath. Surely it isn't the tiny girl who did it the first time, right? Open the door to be sure that isn't her. IT IS HER! IT IS THE SAME CLOTHES THAT WERE GOING INTO MY WASHER! When will she learn that is rude?

Shut her washer. Don't press start. Hopefully when she comes down stairs to find her clothes still wet she isn't put much behind her already "very busy night"! I hope she will think twice before messing with the ladies of 1003 :)