Laundry day never fails to enrage me. Irresponsible crack-heads going over their alotted time and giving me the proverbial shaft. Don't they know that some of us need to put our full time to use? Some of us need that washer along with the cleaning power of Tide to wash the holy hell out of our clothes. Stubborn cheese and gravy stains don't just wash themselves out, and you can forget about trying to wear a shirt twice with toothpaste drippings on it...
It all comes down to efficiency and easy decisions, people. Smell the clothes, do they smell rancid? If yes, than please wash it. Are there any visible and potentially embarassing stains? If no, then they're good to go for another week. You don't have to wash every damn thing that fell off a hanger.
Oh, and one final thing, don't sneak up and scare me as I'm exiting the laundry room - you just might get socked.


Slapped up here on 3/31/2002 04:57:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...