laundry room drama

so i walk into the laundry room and am instantly accosted by 2 x polish guys.

"WAS IT YOU???"

(blank face)

"YOU STOLE MY MACHINE."

"uh, no. i'm carrying my laundry. it's not in your machine."

"oh."

stupid, and blind. (because i look like a snail carrying my laundry to the laundry room)

turns out, someone used their machine and in addition to a poorly composed note taped on the washer, they were jumping at everyone who dared step into their little laundry kingdom. tsktsk, such aggression. i'm getting quite immune to this european aggression. is it just me or are they really so very irrationally aggressive? sure, i'd be irked if someone took my machine but not to the point of harassing the next person.

after that less-than-pleasant encounter, i kinda hang around my machine for awhile hoping the polish psychos leave without taking a leak into my detergent compartment. and hohO! the real culprit comes in and he's american. dumdumdummmmm!!! he sees the note, crumples it forcefully and throws it at the polish peeps who cower in fear. not so macho now, eh. and then they continue to have this massive argument and then the american rather schemingly plays the sympathy card and says that his girlfriend has been yelling at him since 3am, which of course explains why he was in a hurry at 1pm. the polish guys, surprisingly, instantly soften and they exchange pleasantries (SO WEIRD). turns out americano's dating a polish girl (talk about karma) and the polish guys are only too quick to say how polish girls are awful and they understand why americano's so bummed. i'll never understand male solidarity. was kinda hoping they'd get physical but no such luck.

what is it about laundry rooms and supermarkets that bring out the worst in people?

oh! and the tudung machine vulture was there again. and i saw her open every dryer, trailing her talons on the laundry inside. and then she took 5 (out of 8) for her personal use. all the while her grubby kid was rolling in the filth on the laundry room floor. i felt like helping her by putting him into a machine, too. what a sad existence. i'd hate to be stuck with a kid and a mountain of washing. thank goodness the chances of that happening are next to zero. yesyes, respect that working's a personal choice and some women are only too happy to nuture their brood and play the happy housewife. not bashing homemakers, i've the greatest respect for them and one of my favourite adults is a homemaker (oh i miss her so much) it's just not something i can see myself happily doing. much rather languish in the squalor than poach unsuspecting washing machines from innocent students.

in protest, i'm not going to do my laundry for a month and then when nov6 rolls by, i'll graciously accept the unlimited laundry service. think i've enough clothes to last a month without re-use or laundry...

is a plan.