My Bastard Scumlicking Laundrette
4 August 2006, 19:34
So our washing machine has died, right, so out of desperation we’ve had to use the local Laundrette, about 3 mins walk from home.
I pop down there this evening, laundry + baby in tow, not an easy task, with basket perched precariously on top of pram, and put my washing into machine, let’s call it Machine#4. I put my $2 in (again not an easy task, given I only had notes and $2 coins and had to go back and bribe my neighbour to hand over coin in exchange for notes), close the lid to activate the cycle and continue on my walk (to get beer, but that’s another story).
I pop back after about half an hour (with baby asleep, may God come down and strike me pickled) to collect washing. I open the lid of Machine #4. No clothes. Empty machine. Where the f&^O(#$ are my clothes? mutter I. I lift the lid to, let’s call it Machine #5 and there are my clothes, entirely unwashed with soap still all through them.
Some Scumlicking ahole has come along (in fact they may have already been there) taken my clothes out of Machine #4 just as the cycle began, exchanging them with their own clothes. Someone stole my freakin’ $2 wash cycle! How low can you go? I know it’s only 2 freakin’ dollars and thus a small outrage but it really pissed me off.
Does dodgy come with the package or do you have to buy it extra? Hell knows I’ll be sitting on the machine next time to guard the pearly lid. Perhaps borrow a few feisty watch dogs. Come to think of it, perhaps Scout will do…
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