TIRED...OH SO TIRED...

I apologize for not posting the last couple of days. I have been busy and pretty darn exhausted. Imagine working 12 to 14 hour days with excruciating back pain and your sinuses being stuffed up. Not pleasant at all. All I want to do is just lay in bed and watch TV or play a game but that is not possible. Not for another 2 weeks anyway.

I am also tired of the same bullshit that goes on in the Laundromat. It’s always the same people over and over. GIVE ME A FUCKIN BREAK FOR ONCE!!! Sometimes I feel like telling them that I personally don’t want to provide them with service. Well, I can see myself getting in trouble for that but I DON’T CARE!!!! Well actually, I do; however in rant mode, I don’t care. BITE ME! Not you… Gah… think of this sentence and the last being an eternal written monologue. Yes, I argue with myself countless of times. The day goes by faster by doing so.
Just to catch you guys up on the wonderful events that go on in the Laundromat, Thursday consisted of customers not being my customers and them being disturbingly odd. A hipster approached me with her beehive Amy Winehouse hair and with an attitude she exclaimed that her washer wasn’t working. You guys know this story by now, “did you close and latch your door?”, “Did you insert the proper amount of quarters?” and “Does your brain have its full function or did you hit it on a clothes rack at Beacon’s Closet?” Okays, maybe not so much the last one but one of these days these asshats will push my buttons and they will get slapped with one of MY questions. Anywhoots, back to her… she replies with an attitude saying “I put my quarters in and yes” which then leads me to go check what was wrong. She didn’t have her door closed and it wasn’t latched. Actually it can’t be latched if the door isn’t closed. Banging the hipsters head on the washer in 5…4…3…2…1…

Friday wasn’t too bad. It was pretty okay but crazy busy. I also found out that one of my favorite customers is moving out from this neighborhood to Brooklyn. He will be greatly missed. I had fun conversations with him and a rant or two here and there. It is truly a delight to have customers like him. Unfortunately, there are only a handful of customers that are like that.Today the old crazy lady arrived with her weekend home attendant and by dear gee golly gosh the H.A is just as crazy as she is… and she has yet to grasp the idea that I don’t speak Spanish.