Well, yesterday was pretty interesting. I got a new job! (Woo hoo)
Yeah, anyways.. onto the interesting part. I went down to the basement of the apartment, because that's where the washing machines and dryers are. Anyways, I threw my clothes in and sat up on the washing machine, being rather impatient. About five minutes later this old lady, maybe eighty years old, walks in. She started talking to me about her son, saying how handsome and how nice he was. Sooo.. the whole time I'm thinking, "This old lady is trying to set me up with some thirty year old." I shrugged it off and told her that he sounded like a very nice man. Well, she took her clothes out of this little tote bag she had and began putting them into the washing machine. As she got to the bottom, she started pulling out these shiny leather clothes.. I watched for a few more minutes and realized she had a ton of bondage shit in her bag. I started laughing my ass off, and I asked her who the nice leather suit belonged to. She said her son. Oh man.. then I asked her if she should be washing them in the washing machines, instead of dry cleaning the leather. She said it tightens them and, "Jimmy likes them that way."
Augh, jeez. I couldn't stop laughing. I was on a sugar rush as it was but.. anyways, I told Trevor last night and he didn't believe a word I said. I told him to come down with me to do laundry on Monday night's so we could see her again.
I stole this one from
_hard_core_ Uh. My knees are sexy?
Hmm.. And here I thought I was the one that praised Johnny Depp.