tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post3740875950163690075..comments2023-05-11T10:16:16.199-04:00Comments on the wonderful world of des: secret confessionsuper deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-5025175666595446442008-04-16T14:55:00.000-04:002008-04-16T14:55:00.000-04:00There are a lot worse things I could do. If it hap...There are a lot worse things I could do. If it happens again, those people are dead.<BR/><BR/>And yeah, laundry really washes you up. ha ha ha.super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-86262083293338798182008-04-16T14:13:00.000-04:002008-04-16T14:13:00.000-04:00Wow, that was long. Laundry really stirs me.Wow, that was long. Laundry really stirs me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-46724572227920748772008-04-16T14:12:00.000-04:002008-04-16T14:12:00.000-04:00Since I no longer have friends who live in NYC, I ...Since I no longer have friends who live in NYC, I spent my Sat. night doing laundry while Husband was at a poker game last weekend. I timed the laundry so that I would get back down just as it stopped, but I had to wait a few minutes for the elevator. As I entered the laundry room, I noticed an older couple putting laundry into the machine that I just arrived to empty. My sheets were in a laundry cart next to the machine. My brain was not registering what was going on, so I stared at them dumbly for a minute. The woman apologized, and noted that she needed to start the laundry right away if she was to finish it before the room closed. She also noted that I was pretty much right on time to pick it up, and assured me that she had clean hands. <BR/><BR/>At first, I was pissed - like they couldn't wait for another minute to give me a chance to get my shit - but then I remembered that a significant portion of the people in my building are assholes who leave their shit in the machines for hours before bothering to mosey down and get it. So I sort of didn't blame her for panicking and taking my stuff out ASAP, but I was still annoyed. Husband later said that I had no right to be angry, as it is my responsibility to be there the second the machine stops and if not, people who need it have a right to remove it and repectfully place it elsewhere. Keep in mind when we once discovered, years ago, that some asshole took our wet laundry out of a dryer while it was still going with our money and put her shit in it, he threw her things out.Suzanne Reismanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11420997475301130597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-68607862719897674822008-04-16T11:23:00.000-04:002008-04-16T11:23:00.000-04:00I have seen that commercial. I had no cheetos thou...I have seen that commercial. I had no cheetos though. I do have doritos, but I didn't have them with me.super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-78488090918967740032008-04-16T09:26:00.000-04:002008-04-16T09:26:00.000-04:00Haven't you seen the commercial Cheetos new Orange...Haven't you seen the commercial Cheetos new <A HREF="http://orangeunderground.com" REL="nofollow">Orange Underground</A>? <BR/><BR/>Some Cheetos placed into the dryer would have been a most excellent (apparently I am channeling Bill & Ted today) return prank. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-23290254804454932502008-04-16T01:42:00.000-04:002008-04-16T01:42:00.000-04:00You rock on, Des. That is fab.You rock on, Des. That is fab.SUEB0Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16301963922769609715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-92087904709476540612008-04-15T21:19:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:19:00.000-04:00You would! But good luck finding which one it was!...You would! But good luck finding which one it was!super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-51671427366182913042008-04-15T21:07:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:07:00.000-04:00Laundry Interlopers suck. And I'm totally telling...Laundry Interlopers suck. And I'm totally telling your neighbors. ;-)ninjapoodleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10322256509244988323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-91570659243445363462008-04-15T21:04:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:04:00.000-04:00you are too nice, mar.I just put in 'em in the bas...you are too nice, mar.<BR/>I just put in 'em in the basket, or failing that, come back in a few minutes to do my own laundry.super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-42664180732250164302008-04-15T20:47:00.000-04:002008-04-15T20:47:00.000-04:00haha! yeah, that'll show'em.i'll usually fold some...haha! yeah, that'll show'em.<BR/>i'll usually fold some things if there's no basket there. the top of the machines are kinda skeevy, being in the basement, though. i'll fold towels & jeans/shirts, but underthings? no way!marhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974936666312566850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-4539135989838378052008-04-15T20:00:00.000-04:002008-04-15T20:00:00.000-04:00I feel like there would be some vandalization invo...I feel like there would be some vandalization involved in NYC....super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117774.post-13357747498663207862008-04-15T19:56:00.000-04:002008-04-15T19:56:00.000-04:00Oh man, I can utterly relate to this post. I remem...Oh man, I can utterly relate to this post. I remember doing laundry in our building when we lived in NYC. Nothing pissed my mom off more that having surfed floors for hours to get laundry done, only to have some moron decide they couldn't wait a couple of minutes.Devrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10264076539570620156noreply@blogger.com