POST FOR THURSDAY

Last night I did not get around to making a post. As much as I wanted to, I came home too late from my siblings home.

So remember what Thursday is?

NOT MY CUSTOMERS THURSDAY.

That's right ladies and gentlemen. My customers yesterday did not "belong" to me but to the closed laundromat.

Yesterday, a customer walked in at 8:15 PM when the last wash is at 8:00 PM. I realized this after I heard a washer start up. I was FURIOUS. Now, I am exhausted. Even though the environment tends to not be as hectic as an office job, its still pretty bad working at a laundry. When 8:00 PM hits, I think about home and my bed. Not customers.

Anyways I inform the customer that at 9 PM I close and she can NOT dry her clothing. She then says that she only has a small load and I tell her NO. The worst part? She did not understand or speak English. In broken Spanish I point to the sign and show her. Her daughter approaches me 20 mins later and asks if they could dry. I think to myself "round 2 ding ding". I tell her she can not dry and that the last wash is at 8 and I want to close at 9. She was trying to convince me to allow them to dry. I told her "if you were to go to Macy's last minute, you would not be allowed to continue shopping. As a matter of fact, you would be asked to leave."

They finally got it and they left. Is it that difficult to follow rules let alone read a sign? Oh and people that look like hippies and talk like them while calling me sweetie and babe, scare the living shit out of. Especially when their significant other looks drugged and can't grasp the concept that I do not have black garbage bags for sale. *head to desk*