Man, I hate doing laundry.
It probably wouldn't be such a big deal if I had a washer and dryer in the penthouse. Instead, I have to haul stuff down three fllights of stairs to the laundry room.
Even this isn't horrible, but then there's always the probability that there won't be a washer open, especially since there's only four each of washers and dryers.
So, tonight, I made the journey down. I waited until relatively late, thinking nobody else would be doing laundry. Well, i was wrong.
Not only are two (that's 50%) of the washers out of order, someone is hogging each of the dryers.
When my laundry was done washing, there was luckily one dryer open. One. To my two loads of wash. Argh.
So I put my one load into the dryer hoping someone would come to empty one of the dryers that aren't running but are still full!!!
I was wrong. I'm still waiting for another to empty.
Why can't people just get their clean laundry out in a relatively timely manner?
I hate doing laundry.
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