Creepy Laundromat
I've only owned a washer and dryer one year out of the four I've been out of my parents' house. The other years, I either took it home with me or went to the laundromat. Since we've moved to Macon, I've done laundry twice and I'm going to talk to Jeff about getting a washer and dryer immediately due to the incidents that have occurred the last two times.
The first time this woman came in and asked me how many washing machines I was using out of the four provided. I told her two and she went on a rant about how I should think about other people that need to do laundry. Later, she asked why I wasn't using more than one dryer. She then yelled at me some stuff about conserving energy or something. So for those of you who like to follow the rules: apparently the rule is one washer and two or more dryers even though there are four of both.
This time was even more creepy. A woman came in and was watching me fold my laundry after she loaded up a washing machine. She said after having watched me she didn't understand why I separated my folded shirts into two piles. Thinking it an odd request I told her I separate the shirts that wrinkle or are work clothes from casual clothes to make sure they get hung up first. Thinking she was done talking to me, I smiled at her and continued to fold. A few minutes later, she asked why I threw Jeff's dress shirts over the side of the basket instead of folding them. Being as polite as I could, I explained to her that I don't fold dress shirts because folding them puts creases in them. A few silent minutes passed as I rolled my underwear (yes, I make them into little rolls. The woman looks up and asks why I roll my underwear. At this point I'm thinking: is this woman seriously asking about how I care for my personals?? So being totally over her and her questions, I look up with all seriousness and ask, what do you do with yours? She looks at me and says defensively: I fold them. So I ask why do you fold them? and she says, never thought about doing it any other way and my mother folded underwear. So I say, did you think that might be why I roll mine? She responds no and thank god at that point the bell alerted me that my last load of laundry was done in the dryer. I throw it into the basket and decide to fold it when I get home.
What is it with these people?
The first time this woman came in and asked me how many washing machines I was using out of the four provided. I told her two and she went on a rant about how I should think about other people that need to do laundry. Later, she asked why I wasn't using more than one dryer. She then yelled at me some stuff about conserving energy or something. So for those of you who like to follow the rules: apparently the rule is one washer and two or more dryers even though there are four of both.
This time was even more creepy. A woman came in and was watching me fold my laundry after she loaded up a washing machine. She said after having watched me she didn't understand why I separated my folded shirts into two piles. Thinking it an odd request I told her I separate the shirts that wrinkle or are work clothes from casual clothes to make sure they get hung up first. Thinking she was done talking to me, I smiled at her and continued to fold. A few minutes later, she asked why I threw Jeff's dress shirts over the side of the basket instead of folding them. Being as polite as I could, I explained to her that I don't fold dress shirts because folding them puts creases in them. A few silent minutes passed as I rolled my underwear (yes, I make them into little rolls. The woman looks up and asks why I roll my underwear. At this point I'm thinking: is this woman seriously asking about how I care for my personals?? So being totally over her and her questions, I look up with all seriousness and ask, what do you do with yours? She looks at me and says defensively: I fold them. So I ask why do you fold them? and she says, never thought about doing it any other way and my mother folded underwear. So I say, did you think that might be why I roll mine? She responds no and thank god at that point the bell alerted me that my last load of laundry was done in the dryer. I throw it into the basket and decide to fold it when I get home.
What is it with these people?