There are Acceptable Places to Drop Dead... and Then There's the Laundromat
So, our washing machine passed away this weekend. R.I.P. Mr. Kennmore, you served us well! We're getting a new one this week, but, in the meantime, I had to go to the laundromat in town.
Like many laundromats, this one features mid-century, faux wood paneling (with an inexplicable hunting theme) and aqua-blue machines, but this one has an extra-special feature: a warning against untimely death.
Though I am relatively sure they meant to prohibit, dyeing, as in the coloring of cloth, it is heartening that they would go to such lengths to protect the lives of customers. Still, I question the feasibility of the fines. Once dead, where is the impetus to pay? I suppose they could simply fine the family of the deceased, so, should you ever find yourself experiencing severe chest pains whilst engaging in public laundering in Taos, by all means, save your family some money and run for the door.
Like many laundromats, this one features mid-century, faux wood paneling (with an inexplicable hunting theme) and aqua-blue machines, but this one has an extra-special feature: a warning against untimely death.
Though I am relatively sure they meant to prohibit, dyeing, as in the coloring of cloth, it is heartening that they would go to such lengths to protect the lives of customers. Still, I question the feasibility of the fines. Once dead, where is the impetus to pay? I suppose they could simply fine the family of the deceased, so, should you ever find yourself experiencing severe chest pains whilst engaging in public laundering in Taos, by all means, save your family some money and run for the door.