Since I provide you guys with laughter and entertainment due to my misery, I would like it if you could take the time and tell me what you think about this blog AND what your favorite story was so far.
I know for a month I did not post but real life got in the way. I will make sure that does NOT happen again in 2010 and if it does, I will keep you guys (my readers and new comers) posted.
Let me know what you think and what your favorite story is =) It would be greatly appreciated =D
HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!
P.S. The post down under is a letter to the New Year!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
DEAR NEW YEAR
Dear Sir/Ma'am New Year,
First of all, I would like to point out that within the past decade, I have met people, fought with people, and became great friends with some of these people. I have fallen into relationships which could not be described and I have wisened up on what I want. For that, I thank you for not killing me (after all the close encounters and self-accomplished incidents/accidents) so I can live and learn throughout the ten years. I close a chapter in my life when a decade ends and/or when something happens and I want it behind me. After today, this chapter will be closed and a new one will open. Of course, I have a couple of requests from your New Year... I doubt it will change, but what the hell, a person can dream... right? With that being said, enough babling and lets get right down to business.
First off, the laundromat. Being that it is a new year and a new decade, knock some effin sense into people. I know it is hard to do that with over one million stupid people in this world, but try aiming for at least three quarters of them. It would help. While you are at, implant an imaginary hearing aid for people so they can listen to me when I say "don't sit on that!" or "stop banging my machines". It would be nice if you knocked some sense into my co-workers and owners as well.
See, I am NOT asking for much for the coming new year. I am just asking for two or three things because when someone has common sense, then they wouldn't do all the other stupid shit that they do... like praising a child for sticking playdough into the washer coin slot... or people asking me what the difference is between the soaps and the services we provide.
With that being said, GIVE SOME OF THESE STUPID PEOPLE A BRAIN OR A COUPLE OF BRAIN CELLS SO I CAN SAVE MY FRIGGIN SANITY!
Sincerely,
Little Laundy Girl
P.S. If you don't give this to me, I will kill one of these douche bag customers one of these days and I will plead insanity because I will be blaming it on you! Don't tempt me New YeaR! -breathes- Okies, maybe not kill... but maybe verbally hurt them? That works too...
First of all, I would like to point out that within the past decade, I have met people, fought with people, and became great friends with some of these people. I have fallen into relationships which could not be described and I have wisened up on what I want. For that, I thank you for not killing me (after all the close encounters and self-accomplished incidents/accidents) so I can live and learn throughout the ten years. I close a chapter in my life when a decade ends and/or when something happens and I want it behind me. After today, this chapter will be closed and a new one will open. Of course, I have a couple of requests from your New Year... I doubt it will change, but what the hell, a person can dream... right? With that being said, enough babling and lets get right down to business.
First off, the laundromat. Being that it is a new year and a new decade, knock some effin sense into people. I know it is hard to do that with over one million stupid people in this world, but try aiming for at least three quarters of them. It would help. While you are at, implant an imaginary hearing aid for people so they can listen to me when I say "don't sit on that!" or "stop banging my machines". It would be nice if you knocked some sense into my co-workers and owners as well.
See, I am NOT asking for much for the coming new year. I am just asking for two or three things because when someone has common sense, then they wouldn't do all the other stupid shit that they do... like praising a child for sticking playdough into the washer coin slot... or people asking me what the difference is between the soaps and the services we provide.
With that being said, GIVE SOME OF THESE STUPID PEOPLE A BRAIN OR A COUPLE OF BRAIN CELLS SO I CAN SAVE MY FRIGGIN SANITY!
Sincerely,
Little Laundy Girl
P.S. If you don't give this to me, I will kill one of these douche bag customers one of these days and I will plead insanity because I will be blaming it on you! Don't tempt me New YeaR! -breathes- Okies, maybe not kill... but maybe verbally hurt them? That works too...
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
MOMMY! IM A BIG KID!
Karma is hating me lately. Normally I have good karma. Maybe it isn't karma and just shitty luck. OR I am a magnet for these people. Maybe all of the above? I want to go into the fitting room, cover my head with some random towel, cry, and make believe that I am on an island owned by me. You guys are probably thinking that I am over exaggerating but removing play dough from a coin slot is serious business... especially when you have other morons hovering around the counter acting like they need something.
Play dough in a coin slot is something new to happen to me. The kid put a quarter to the dough to get a print on it and decided to put it in the slot. The kid thought that it was real currency. The mother praised the child and I scolded the mother. If you picture it, the mother should scold the child and I ignore the mother but the scolding and praising worked the other way. I spent 2o minutes cleaning out the fuckin dough... I hope the kid creates a donut and chokes on it... That is a mean remark but really, after a long day I am allowed to make such statements. I pointed out to the mother several times what her child did and many times I let out a heavy sigh. Every time I sighed she told her kid "its okay, it was clever for you to try it out. It is trial and error." I felt like telling the damn bitch "so if I kick you in the ass and I THINK you wouldn't fall face down but you do, that would be trial and error right?" But alas, I did not. I kept thinking *patience is virtue and in the end, it will be worth it*; however, my patience was being tested today by customers, co-workers, and family. Oh and after I cleaned out that gunk, I go over to the kid, get on one knee and tell him "what you did, was not nice and you could have damaged the machine. Don't do it again." The mother now scolded me... I should google a parenting class for her....
Next up!
All day customers were hovering over the counter and looking at the items (which is soap) that we sell. I would ask them "may I help you?" and they would say "no, I'm just looking." EXCUSE ME PEOPLE! THIS ISN'T WINDOW SHOPPING OR WINDOW DECORATIONS! IT'S FUCKIN TIDE!!! TIDE!!! THE CRAP THAT YOU PUT IN YOUR DAMN CLOTHES!!! What else can you possibly be looking at?! Half way through the day, I did take a walk to the other side of the counter and took a look to, to see what these people are looking at. Just as I suspected... IT IS TIDE! JUST LIKE LAST WEEK, LAST MONTH, AND EVERY OTHER DAMN YEAR WE HAVE SOLD THIS STUFF! After a couple of customers doing this, I questioned this one lady. She is a nice lady with an old fashioned mentality so I was being nice to her. Nice people deserve niceness -nods- So when I questioned if she needed something, she said "oh I'm just looking." I questioned further "what are you looking at?" and she said "the soaps". I was still confused so I questioned further... "what about the soaps?" and she replied "I'm trying to see if they are all the same and if there is a difference between any of them." Trying to remain calm and not break brain cells, I said "but we only sell Tide. That is the only non-chlorine detergent we sell... everything else with the exclusion of Clorox 2, will stain your clothes." She said "So Tide and Clorox 2 are the same"... "No ma'am, they are different... C2 is bleach for colors, you can add that in with the Tide if you want." She just stood there. I asked her if she wanted any of it and she just said that she was still looking -face roll- WHY!?!?!?!?
From that I learned to not ask them if they want anything and to just leave them there until they ask for something.
THEN I had a customer ask me for a ten and two fives. I gave him exactly that and he was arguing that I stiffed him on a five dollar bill. I was pointing out that he had a ten dollar bill in hand as well as two fives... after 5 minutes, his wife comes over and she agrees with me. He started to apologize to me and offered me a drink to which I replied very fast "NO!"
... I am terrified of my customers buying me beverages now... why? Well, sometimes they lead to questions such as "will you marry me?" or "do you want a boyfriend?" and "want to web chat?" -cries-
As for family, I went to pick up an uncle and he just wouldn't shut the hell up! My dad and I would just ignore his questions sometimes but his mouth would still go 100mph! GAH! If it is karma, DAMN YOU!
Play dough in a coin slot is something new to happen to me. The kid put a quarter to the dough to get a print on it and decided to put it in the slot. The kid thought that it was real currency. The mother praised the child and I scolded the mother. If you picture it, the mother should scold the child and I ignore the mother but the scolding and praising worked the other way. I spent 2o minutes cleaning out the fuckin dough... I hope the kid creates a donut and chokes on it... That is a mean remark but really, after a long day I am allowed to make such statements. I pointed out to the mother several times what her child did and many times I let out a heavy sigh. Every time I sighed she told her kid "its okay, it was clever for you to try it out. It is trial and error." I felt like telling the damn bitch "so if I kick you in the ass and I THINK you wouldn't fall face down but you do, that would be trial and error right?" But alas, I did not. I kept thinking *patience is virtue and in the end, it will be worth it*; however, my patience was being tested today by customers, co-workers, and family. Oh and after I cleaned out that gunk, I go over to the kid, get on one knee and tell him "what you did, was not nice and you could have damaged the machine. Don't do it again." The mother now scolded me... I should google a parenting class for her....
Next up!
All day customers were hovering over the counter and looking at the items (which is soap) that we sell. I would ask them "may I help you?" and they would say "no, I'm just looking." EXCUSE ME PEOPLE! THIS ISN'T WINDOW SHOPPING OR WINDOW DECORATIONS! IT'S FUCKIN TIDE!!! TIDE!!! THE CRAP THAT YOU PUT IN YOUR DAMN CLOTHES!!! What else can you possibly be looking at?! Half way through the day, I did take a walk to the other side of the counter and took a look to, to see what these people are looking at. Just as I suspected... IT IS TIDE! JUST LIKE LAST WEEK, LAST MONTH, AND EVERY OTHER DAMN YEAR WE HAVE SOLD THIS STUFF! After a couple of customers doing this, I questioned this one lady. She is a nice lady with an old fashioned mentality so I was being nice to her. Nice people deserve niceness -nods- So when I questioned if she needed something, she said "oh I'm just looking." I questioned further "what are you looking at?" and she said "the soaps". I was still confused so I questioned further... "what about the soaps?" and she replied "I'm trying to see if they are all the same and if there is a difference between any of them." Trying to remain calm and not break brain cells, I said "but we only sell Tide. That is the only non-chlorine detergent we sell... everything else with the exclusion of Clorox 2, will stain your clothes." She said "So Tide and Clorox 2 are the same"... "No ma'am, they are different... C2 is bleach for colors, you can add that in with the Tide if you want." She just stood there. I asked her if she wanted any of it and she just said that she was still looking -face roll- WHY!?!?!?!?
From that I learned to not ask them if they want anything and to just leave them there until they ask for something.
THEN I had a customer ask me for a ten and two fives. I gave him exactly that and he was arguing that I stiffed him on a five dollar bill. I was pointing out that he had a ten dollar bill in hand as well as two fives... after 5 minutes, his wife comes over and she agrees with me. He started to apologize to me and offered me a drink to which I replied very fast "NO!"
... I am terrified of my customers buying me beverages now... why? Well, sometimes they lead to questions such as "will you marry me?" or "do you want a boyfriend?" and "want to web chat?" -cries-
As for family, I went to pick up an uncle and he just wouldn't shut the hell up! My dad and I would just ignore his questions sometimes but his mouth would still go 100mph! GAH! If it is karma, DAMN YOU!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
IT WAS A NIGHTMARE!
I deal with this laundry place 6 times a week. If I am lucky, only five times. Now, I dream about it. Not dream as in day dream but like the dreaming you do when you sleep. I will blame it on Nyquil but my dear god, I hope I never dream about me working in the laundromat. It was a nightmare!!
This is how the dream went.
It was 30 minutes before the last wash and the laundromat was pretty quiet with only 3 customers. I kept thinking "yes! I am going to close early!" but I was wrong. Even in my dream my prediction was wrong! So much for the whole "controlling your dreams" advice...
Anyways, a customer comes up to me and asks me for a couple of bags because his wife forgot to give him the laundry bag. I told him I would have to charge him for the bags and he just went on a mumbling rant saying "oh I am never coming here ever again." I leave from the counter to go to the back to start cleaning up and all of the sudden, theres over 10 customers. Washers are going and dryers are drying. Customers started to come in 10 minutes before the last wash and I would tell them that im closed. While im telling these group of customers to basically leave, other customers are putting in wash! I look at the clock and I see that its 30 minutes before closing time. I start to freak out. I clean and it gets dirty all over again. I am reminding people of the closing time and they ignore it. There were 3 teenage girls sitting on the folding tables and I told them to get down. I thought that the customer with the bags put a curse on me so I return to the counter to get him the bags and I gave them to him. He thanks me. He didn't put a curse on me. I turn around and i see three girls sitting on the counter again. I yell at them this time to get down... except for the fact that there were three little girls sitting there. I started to freak out that I made 2 of the 3 girls cry and I started to apologize to the mom. The mom forgave me and told me "you are just doing your job." I told her she can leave them up there if its going to avoid a headache and them running around as if it were a playground. I look at the clock and it was 10 minutes before closing and these people were nowhere close to down. I was freaking out because I wanted to go home. Then my phone rings in reality.
The dream freaked me out... NO MORE LAUNDRY DREAMS PLEASE!!!!
This is how the dream went.
It was 30 minutes before the last wash and the laundromat was pretty quiet with only 3 customers. I kept thinking "yes! I am going to close early!" but I was wrong. Even in my dream my prediction was wrong! So much for the whole "controlling your dreams" advice...
Anyways, a customer comes up to me and asks me for a couple of bags because his wife forgot to give him the laundry bag. I told him I would have to charge him for the bags and he just went on a mumbling rant saying "oh I am never coming here ever again." I leave from the counter to go to the back to start cleaning up and all of the sudden, theres over 10 customers. Washers are going and dryers are drying. Customers started to come in 10 minutes before the last wash and I would tell them that im closed. While im telling these group of customers to basically leave, other customers are putting in wash! I look at the clock and I see that its 30 minutes before closing time. I start to freak out. I clean and it gets dirty all over again. I am reminding people of the closing time and they ignore it. There were 3 teenage girls sitting on the folding tables and I told them to get down. I thought that the customer with the bags put a curse on me so I return to the counter to get him the bags and I gave them to him. He thanks me. He didn't put a curse on me. I turn around and i see three girls sitting on the counter again. I yell at them this time to get down... except for the fact that there were three little girls sitting there. I started to freak out that I made 2 of the 3 girls cry and I started to apologize to the mom. The mom forgave me and told me "you are just doing your job." I told her she can leave them up there if its going to avoid a headache and them running around as if it were a playground. I look at the clock and it was 10 minutes before closing and these people were nowhere close to down. I was freaking out because I wanted to go home. Then my phone rings in reality.
The dream freaked me out... NO MORE LAUNDRY DREAMS PLEASE!!!!
Monday, December 28, 2009
I SMELL APPLE
First off, a friend of mine came by to see me... she lives 4 doors down from the laundromat. I wish she never left. I REALLY do wish she didn't.
Remember that customer that I talked about in the past... the one that would always bring me a beverage and a snack? Yeah well, he came back today. I thought he would leave before my friend did but sadly, his wash was on the first rinse cycle. When he entered the laundromat (before the friend came by) he didn't start a conversation nor did he bring me a drink. I thought I was safe and that he gave up on trying to "impress" me. I was wrong. Lately, I have been wrong a lot with my predictions. I don't even know why I bother to think that these people will change, it only leads to disappointment as well as the urge to just stab them in the eye or force feed them a box of Tide and hope that they never approach me. Sadly, the stabbing and Tide poisoning is illegal...
Anyways, I thought I was in the clear until the friend left. He came up to me, cleared his throat and said "I smell apple." I was tempted to say "I smell you" but I didn't know if that would get him excited or not. That's another thing... I have to watch what I say to people or they will take it the wrong way. Instead of saying what I thought, I just told him "I don't smell apple. As a matter of fact, I smell bleach." He said "oh yeah yeah yeah, it might be that." I continued to ignore him and I would answer with a "yes" or a "no". He asked me if I wanted to go to the park with him and I told him "No. It's cold and I am going to a gym." He asked which gym and I told him "sorry, I don't share that with customers. I see you guys in here, I don't want to see you at my gym." He then told me if I wanted help, I should ask him... I pointed out that there are trainers at the gym. Then he went into a conversation about my co-worker and how she works hard and to that I replied "she better. She is getting paid." He laughed and then he asked me if I found a job yet. I thought *Hey! Apparently you missed the Obvious Bus! I'M STILL HERE!* but I went with the short answer "no". He clears his throat once again and he starts to flex his legs. He points out once again that he is running every morning in the park but I just told him "oh, I thought you have an involuntary muscle spasm." He didn't understand what that meant and he asked me what I meant... I decided to ignore the question and say "well, the loo is calling me... I'll talk to you later." It was a lie.
Notice how I have been failing at my predictions AND lying to customers? I have reached to the lowest levels of the low scale. -sighs- Meh, I'll be able to sleep at night knowing that I didn't have to deal with any longer.
On another note, I accidentally locked myself out of the office... I had to jump over the counter. It happens once in a while but that's what I get when I exit one door and enter through another. I could yell at myself but I think it's best if I save my energy for the incompetent morons that need the yelling.
Remember that customer that I talked about in the past... the one that would always bring me a beverage and a snack? Yeah well, he came back today. I thought he would leave before my friend did but sadly, his wash was on the first rinse cycle. When he entered the laundromat (before the friend came by) he didn't start a conversation nor did he bring me a drink. I thought I was safe and that he gave up on trying to "impress" me. I was wrong. Lately, I have been wrong a lot with my predictions. I don't even know why I bother to think that these people will change, it only leads to disappointment as well as the urge to just stab them in the eye or force feed them a box of Tide and hope that they never approach me. Sadly, the stabbing and Tide poisoning is illegal...
Anyways, I thought I was in the clear until the friend left. He came up to me, cleared his throat and said "I smell apple." I was tempted to say "I smell you" but I didn't know if that would get him excited or not. That's another thing... I have to watch what I say to people or they will take it the wrong way. Instead of saying what I thought, I just told him "I don't smell apple. As a matter of fact, I smell bleach." He said "oh yeah yeah yeah, it might be that." I continued to ignore him and I would answer with a "yes" or a "no". He asked me if I wanted to go to the park with him and I told him "No. It's cold and I am going to a gym." He asked which gym and I told him "sorry, I don't share that with customers. I see you guys in here, I don't want to see you at my gym." He then told me if I wanted help, I should ask him... I pointed out that there are trainers at the gym. Then he went into a conversation about my co-worker and how she works hard and to that I replied "she better. She is getting paid." He laughed and then he asked me if I found a job yet. I thought *Hey! Apparently you missed the Obvious Bus! I'M STILL HERE!* but I went with the short answer "no". He clears his throat once again and he starts to flex his legs. He points out once again that he is running every morning in the park but I just told him "oh, I thought you have an involuntary muscle spasm." He didn't understand what that meant and he asked me what I meant... I decided to ignore the question and say "well, the loo is calling me... I'll talk to you later." It was a lie.
Notice how I have been failing at my predictions AND lying to customers? I have reached to the lowest levels of the low scale. -sighs- Meh, I'll be able to sleep at night knowing that I didn't have to deal with any longer.
On another note, I accidentally locked myself out of the office... I had to jump over the counter. It happens once in a while but that's what I get when I exit one door and enter through another. I could yell at myself but I think it's best if I save my energy for the incompetent morons that need the yelling.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
SUNDAY FUNNIES
Today is Sunday... a day that I can sit back and relax. Oh and prepare myself for the week. Of course it is 1 am but hey... better a post early then not at all! Truth is, I can't sleep. My walls are vibrating because of the club next door and I think they know I am calling so they aren't picking up their phones. Yoda would say, asshats they are. Plus, I will not be around for most of the day tomorrow.
You know, the best day of the week is Saturday. Its the last day of the week I have to deal with incompetent morons. When Sunday comes around, I dread Monday. Monday and Thursday are the two worst day's of the week. Why? Well on Monday people come into the laundromat fully energized and excited. By excited I mean that they are ready to pick a fight or hit some machines due to anger issues. Thursdays are bad because I have customers that don't even belong to me because other laundromats are closed... so I'm dealing with people that don't know how to speak English and people who think that the washer will work with the door open. If I see someone attempt to start a washer without closing the door I will ask them "do you think your clothing is claustrophobic?" and go from there.
It really is mind boggling and many people tell me I have patience. I nod and smile at that remark only because sometimes it isn't true. I will yell at people if I have to and make threats if the job gets done. As a matter of fact, my co-worker told me that a lot of the Spanish customers think I am an angry person. Well... of course I am! If you don't understand English and I don't understand Spanish, there will be a bit of hostility. Then again if I am making hand signals and flailing my arms while talking to them in a language they don't understand, they will probably think I am trying to kill them. Hell, I would be frightened too AND think that the person belongs in a room with four padded walls.
I once had a customer tell me I had the easiest job since I get to sit around sometimes. While he was telling me that, a customer came up to me telling me that his keys got stuck in the soap hole. I turned to the other customer that was lecturing me on my job and said "so, you think my job is easy?" he said "I take it back. You are dealing with morons." I replied "I glad I had an example walk up to us at the right time." I grabbed my screwdriver and skipped to the washer.... to only find out that the keys entered the actual washer. I told the customer "feel free to put the keys in your mouth, they will be bacteria free!" and I walked away. The key customer laughed and thought that my suggestion was adorable. On the bright side, he didn't ask me to perform a sexual gesture!
With that being said,
ENJOY YOUR SUNDAY EVERYONE!
Also, if you are reading this blog and liking it, don't be afraid! Follow me! I swear I really don't bite!
-LG
You know, the best day of the week is Saturday. Its the last day of the week I have to deal with incompetent morons. When Sunday comes around, I dread Monday. Monday and Thursday are the two worst day's of the week. Why? Well on Monday people come into the laundromat fully energized and excited. By excited I mean that they are ready to pick a fight or hit some machines due to anger issues. Thursdays are bad because I have customers that don't even belong to me because other laundromats are closed... so I'm dealing with people that don't know how to speak English and people who think that the washer will work with the door open. If I see someone attempt to start a washer without closing the door I will ask them "do you think your clothing is claustrophobic?" and go from there.
It really is mind boggling and many people tell me I have patience. I nod and smile at that remark only because sometimes it isn't true. I will yell at people if I have to and make threats if the job gets done. As a matter of fact, my co-worker told me that a lot of the Spanish customers think I am an angry person. Well... of course I am! If you don't understand English and I don't understand Spanish, there will be a bit of hostility. Then again if I am making hand signals and flailing my arms while talking to them in a language they don't understand, they will probably think I am trying to kill them. Hell, I would be frightened too AND think that the person belongs in a room with four padded walls.
I once had a customer tell me I had the easiest job since I get to sit around sometimes. While he was telling me that, a customer came up to me telling me that his keys got stuck in the soap hole. I turned to the other customer that was lecturing me on my job and said "so, you think my job is easy?" he said "I take it back. You are dealing with morons." I replied "I glad I had an example walk up to us at the right time." I grabbed my screwdriver and skipped to the washer.... to only find out that the keys entered the actual washer. I told the customer "feel free to put the keys in your mouth, they will be bacteria free!" and I walked away. The key customer laughed and thought that my suggestion was adorable. On the bright side, he didn't ask me to perform a sexual gesture!
With that being said,
ENJOY YOUR SUNDAY EVERYONE!
Also, if you are reading this blog and liking it, don't be afraid! Follow me! I swear I really don't bite!
-LG
Saturday, December 26, 2009
I NEED CLEAN
I thought I was going to have a calm Saturday after the tablecloth lady but no. I was introduced to the most stupidest person on this Earth. I will call him the Fail Guy. He deserves that title!!
What did he do?
Many things. This is how it goes:
Failguy: I need clean.
Me: Excuse me?
FG: -mumbles-
Me: -snaps- What?
FG: You have clean?
Me: -points to the soap- You need soap?
FG: -nods-
Me: Which one?
FG: Tide
Me: Okee... 6.50
After giving me the money he left and I thought "that wasn't so bad... he won't bother me again". Five minutes later:
FG: Clean no work.
Me: What?
FG: 18 clean no work wrong
Me: Is something broken? Did you break something?
FG: no clean no clean!
Me: Okay, okay... show me!
So he takes me to the washer and he says that he put the coins and soap in the wrong washer. This is how it all unraveled:
FG: Clean in wrong machine
Me: You put money in here too?
FG: Yes, 2.50
Me: I can't give you your money back. I don't even know if you really put it in there! Plus, I am not going to pay for your mistake!
FG: ok, give me free clean!
Me: No! I am NOT responsible for your mistake! It is YOUR fault! You should have paid attention. You need to pay attention to what you are doing.
FG: I need clean.
Me: I will sell it to you.
FG: Give me discount.
Me: No, I am not going to be responsible for your wrong doing! No discount for you!
Finally he starts to put money in the right washer and he comes to buy soap. He is about to walk away with it for free but I told him to come back and pay. He did pay. I thought that after that, he wouldn't bother me again... he did.
FG: Clean no work
Me: What?
FG: 18 no work
Me: Ugh! Show me!
Me: You didn't close the door!
FG: OH okay!
His friend was sitting down and tells me "he is stupid." I replied "no shit". And we left it at that.
Oh and if you were wondering, "clean" used by him means soap and washing machine at the same time.
So, when can I grow a new set of brain cells?
What did he do?
Many things. This is how it goes:
Failguy: I need clean.
Me: Excuse me?
FG: -mumbles-
Me: -snaps- What?
FG: You have clean?
Me: -points to the soap- You need soap?
FG: -nods-
Me: Which one?
FG: Tide
Me: Okee... 6.50
After giving me the money he left and I thought "that wasn't so bad... he won't bother me again". Five minutes later:
FG: Clean no work.
Me: What?
FG: 18 clean no work wrong
Me: Is something broken? Did you break something?
FG: no clean no clean!
Me: Okay, okay... show me!
So he takes me to the washer and he says that he put the coins and soap in the wrong washer. This is how it all unraveled:
FG: Clean in wrong machine
Me: You put money in here too?
FG: Yes, 2.50
Me: I can't give you your money back. I don't even know if you really put it in there! Plus, I am not going to pay for your mistake!
FG: ok, give me free clean!
Me: No! I am NOT responsible for your mistake! It is YOUR fault! You should have paid attention. You need to pay attention to what you are doing.
FG: I need clean.
Me: I will sell it to you.
FG: Give me discount.
Me: No, I am not going to be responsible for your wrong doing! No discount for you!
Finally he starts to put money in the right washer and he comes to buy soap. He is about to walk away with it for free but I told him to come back and pay. He did pay. I thought that after that, he wouldn't bother me again... he did.
FG: Clean no work
Me: What?
FG: 18 no work
Me: Ugh! Show me!
Me: You didn't close the door!
FG: OH okay!
His friend was sitting down and tells me "he is stupid." I replied "no shit". And we left it at that.
Oh and if you were wondering, "clean" used by him means soap and washing machine at the same time.
So, when can I grow a new set of brain cells?
POST HOLIDAYS
On Christmas Eve, people asked me what I asked from Santa and I told them two things.
1. I am the x amount of age and Santa is just a figment of a child's imagination. Plus he is just there to make kids happy and to make himself happy too (if you know what I mean...).
2. If a Santa DID exist, I would want my sanity back along with a day at a spa.
OH and some people got offended when I said this "NO MORE STUPID CUSTOMERS!"
It's a shame though. I was right. Santa does not exist because I DON'T have my sanity back and because the x amount of stupid customers doubles today, after Christmas. This may be Karma's doing.
A customer walked up to while she huffed and puffed and demanded I remove the stains from her "precious" table cloth. Mind you, there was not one stain or two... there were over 20... in different colors and judging by the smell, different flavors. I asked her how long the stains were sent on for and she said "some are from yesterday and the rest are from the past years." I could not help but ask her "did you use the same dirty cloth yesterday?" and she responded with an attitude "yes".
I explained to her that last years stains will not come off because the oils and coloring from the food products are already set in. I told her that she shouldn't have waited a year or more to clean. So she had the nerve to yell into my face "I DID NOT ASK YOU FOR YOUR OPINION. I ASKED YOU TO CLEAN IT. " I thought to myself, nasty bitch, don't yell at me; however I told her "ma'am, please take your stained cloth and exit the premises. Your attitude and business is not appreciated here." She then went on and on about how rude I am and how I should bow down to her. So what accidental slipped my mouth? This... "You obviously didn't get laid on Christmas morning" After saying that, I just gasped and laughed. I think she got really annoyed at me (or the truth) and left.
So that is how I get rid of people like that? I will make note of that.
Normally I am nice and I "behave" but she deserved what I told her.
Also, I had four or five customers bang the machines today. An Arabic Muslim told me that if he can't put the quarters in, then I can't because I am a female. I told him "hit my machine again and I will SHOW you what a female can do to a male!" I put the quarters in the machine for him and after I told him "guess it takes some education to realize that you have to put the quarters in the slot and not in the coin return" and I walked away. His friend was laughing at him. I was too. Another one was a repeat offender and I told her "stop banging the machine! Go to a boxing class if you have built of anger" She laughed. She knows I mean well and she apologized saying that she forgot. Thankfully not all of my customers are stupid... I will classify this one as forgetful.
A customer brought me home baked cookies, which were yummy.
Hopefully the New Year will enlighten people.
1. I am the x amount of age and Santa is just a figment of a child's imagination. Plus he is just there to make kids happy and to make himself happy too (if you know what I mean...).
2. If a Santa DID exist, I would want my sanity back along with a day at a spa.
OH and some people got offended when I said this "NO MORE STUPID CUSTOMERS!"
It's a shame though. I was right. Santa does not exist because I DON'T have my sanity back and because the x amount of stupid customers doubles today, after Christmas. This may be Karma's doing.
A customer walked up to while she huffed and puffed and demanded I remove the stains from her "precious" table cloth. Mind you, there was not one stain or two... there were over 20... in different colors and judging by the smell, different flavors. I asked her how long the stains were sent on for and she said "some are from yesterday and the rest are from the past years." I could not help but ask her "did you use the same dirty cloth yesterday?" and she responded with an attitude "yes".
I explained to her that last years stains will not come off because the oils and coloring from the food products are already set in. I told her that she shouldn't have waited a year or more to clean. So she had the nerve to yell into my face "I DID NOT ASK YOU FOR YOUR OPINION. I ASKED YOU TO CLEAN IT. " I thought to myself, nasty bitch, don't yell at me; however I told her "ma'am, please take your stained cloth and exit the premises. Your attitude and business is not appreciated here." She then went on and on about how rude I am and how I should bow down to her. So what accidental slipped my mouth? This... "You obviously didn't get laid on Christmas morning" After saying that, I just gasped and laughed. I think she got really annoyed at me (or the truth) and left.
So that is how I get rid of people like that? I will make note of that.
Normally I am nice and I "behave" but she deserved what I told her.
Also, I had four or five customers bang the machines today. An Arabic Muslim told me that if he can't put the quarters in, then I can't because I am a female. I told him "hit my machine again and I will SHOW you what a female can do to a male!" I put the quarters in the machine for him and after I told him "guess it takes some education to realize that you have to put the quarters in the slot and not in the coin return" and I walked away. His friend was laughing at him. I was too. Another one was a repeat offender and I told her "stop banging the machine! Go to a boxing class if you have built of anger" She laughed. She knows I mean well and she apologized saying that she forgot. Thankfully not all of my customers are stupid... I will classify this one as forgetful.
A customer brought me home baked cookies, which were yummy.
Hopefully the New Year will enlighten people.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
TIS THE SEASON TO BE...
THANKFUL!
Why? Well see... people are doing last minute shopping which means they do not have enough time to do laundry which means that they are not bothering me. Today was easy peasy! Tomorrow will be crazy though. Expect stories.
Also, check out this blog:
http://areyouseriouscupid.blogspot.com/
I recommend it!
Why? Well see... people are doing last minute shopping which means they do not have enough time to do laundry which means that they are not bothering me. Today was easy peasy! Tomorrow will be crazy though. Expect stories.
Also, check out this blog:
http://areyouseriouscupid.blogspot.com/
I recommend it!
Monday, December 21, 2009
REPEAT OFFENDER
A couple of months ago, I thought a male was cute because of his eyes.. but in the end, he stole my hangers. As a matter of fact, I gave him the douche bag title for demeaning me. I asked him many times to not call me sweetie. After that night, I thought he would be gone for good. I was wrong.
He showed up tonight 10 minutes before the 8pm cutoff. He asked me if I can wash his laundry and I said "No." My friend Rob was here and he was just laughing. He said he would pay me, the douche bag that is, and I told him the same answer as above. As a matter of fact, with an attitude, with hopes of getting rid of him, I told him that I close at 9pm on the dot. He ignored me I think. He put his crap into the washer and stepped out to purchase soap. He came back after 5 minutes and asked me if I can put his stuff in the dryer, the answer remained the same. He said he would pay me extra and I kept telling him "no." I should have told him that I am not a laundry prostitute.
Anyways, when he comes back, the conversation went like this:
Douchebag: You are beautiful.
Me: Thanks.
Dbag: You got a boyfriend?
Me: I'm married actually.
Dbag: Want to go into the fitting room?
Me: Judging by your height, their is nothing there. I'm married.
He walks away but before that he asks me what time I am closing. Normally, I don't hate people. As a matter of fact, I enjoy them... with the exception of the stupid ones... but people like this d-bag, I do NOT tolerate.
-sigh-
Speaking of Rob, we had a debated conversation about whether or not, not-attractive is the same as ugly. My opinion is that they are two different things. Not-attractive include everything for me.. from personality to turn ons/off. If the individual has more turn-offs than turn-ons, then I am NOT attracted to that person. However, if the person looks like they have been hit by a bus several times and a lion went to eat his/her face... then he/she is ugly.
He showed up tonight 10 minutes before the 8pm cutoff. He asked me if I can wash his laundry and I said "No." My friend Rob was here and he was just laughing. He said he would pay me, the douche bag that is, and I told him the same answer as above. As a matter of fact, with an attitude, with hopes of getting rid of him, I told him that I close at 9pm on the dot. He ignored me I think. He put his crap into the washer and stepped out to purchase soap. He came back after 5 minutes and asked me if I can put his stuff in the dryer, the answer remained the same. He said he would pay me extra and I kept telling him "no." I should have told him that I am not a laundry prostitute.
Anyways, when he comes back, the conversation went like this:
Douchebag: You are beautiful.
Me: Thanks.
Dbag: You got a boyfriend?
Me: I'm married actually.
Dbag: Want to go into the fitting room?
Me: Judging by your height, their is nothing there. I'm married.
He walks away but before that he asks me what time I am closing. Normally, I don't hate people. As a matter of fact, I enjoy them... with the exception of the stupid ones... but people like this d-bag, I do NOT tolerate.
-sigh-
Speaking of Rob, we had a debated conversation about whether or not, not-attractive is the same as ugly. My opinion is that they are two different things. Not-attractive include everything for me.. from personality to turn ons/off. If the individual has more turn-offs than turn-ons, then I am NOT attracted to that person. However, if the person looks like they have been hit by a bus several times and a lion went to eat his/her face... then he/she is ugly.
THE INTERNET IS TRUELY FOR PORN
Remember the crazy dude that I blogged about a couple of entries ago where he was skateboarding in my laundromat and he fell to his face? Well, now I know even more about him and I wish I didn't.
He asked me if I was on the Internet and I said "yes" and he asked me how and I told him that I have Roadrunner. He yelled "SERIOUSLY?!" with his eyes almost popping out and I told him "yes...now how many I help you?" He decided to ignore my question and just go into his story about how his Internet isn't working and that he hates the Time Warner cable service. I told him that it happened to me before and that they will fix it soon. What does he throw back at me? "I have no way of watching porn on my mother fuckin computer! For 3 days now I haven't watched the girls going at it." I had no words for him and except I nodded and smiled which was a bad idea because he then tells me "you have beautiful eyes, you know that?" I told him that I did and he just kept repeating it. I got annoyed and I finally told him "your eyes are beautiful too. They are so beautiful that I want to spork them out and devour them." He took his elbows off the counter, handed me the money, and left. I should have told him that I could also pull a Lorena Bobbitt, you know... the lady that chopped off her husband's penis and tossed out of the car window.... but I didn't.
For the rest of the night, he did not make eye contact. I win.
Today was a long day. The two washers that broke, I removed the piping from the bottom and then removed the water motor thingy (fuck if I know what the name is) and took it to Gold Coin so they can repair it. I made two trips there. If you own a laundromat and need parts, I highly recommend Gold Coin in Jamaica!
Need to fix a dryer tomorrow too.
He asked me if I was on the Internet and I said "yes" and he asked me how and I told him that I have Roadrunner. He yelled "SERIOUSLY?!" with his eyes almost popping out and I told him "yes...now how many I help you?" He decided to ignore my question and just go into his story about how his Internet isn't working and that he hates the Time Warner cable service. I told him that it happened to me before and that they will fix it soon. What does he throw back at me? "I have no way of watching porn on my mother fuckin computer! For 3 days now I haven't watched the girls going at it." I had no words for him and except I nodded and smiled which was a bad idea because he then tells me "you have beautiful eyes, you know that?" I told him that I did and he just kept repeating it. I got annoyed and I finally told him "your eyes are beautiful too. They are so beautiful that I want to spork them out and devour them." He took his elbows off the counter, handed me the money, and left. I should have told him that I could also pull a Lorena Bobbitt, you know... the lady that chopped off her husband's penis and tossed out of the car window.... but I didn't.
For the rest of the night, he did not make eye contact. I win.
Today was a long day. The two washers that broke, I removed the piping from the bottom and then removed the water motor thingy (fuck if I know what the name is) and took it to Gold Coin so they can repair it. I made two trips there. If you own a laundromat and need parts, I highly recommend Gold Coin in Jamaica!
Need to fix a dryer tomorrow too.
Friday, December 18, 2009
0 DOWN 2 TO GO...
I hate when washers break. Oh how much I do. Why? Well, the male owner thinks he can fix them himself when in fact he really can't. Yeah I learned how to fix washers from him but really, I think I know more than he does. He wants to take a part from a working washer to put into the broken one to see if it works. I know which part it is and I KNOW that the part is broken but he still wants to play operation. Honestly, I am willing to GIVE him the money for the part just to save myself the headache and frustration.
Customers weren't so much of a bother... yet... but one customer kept repeating that her coat was warm over and over again like a crackhead asking for crack. So I told her "Oh yeah? My underwear has electrical heating. I think I win." She shut it and left. I win.
Must find parts for washer...
Customers weren't so much of a bother... yet... but one customer kept repeating that her coat was warm over and over again like a crackhead asking for crack. So I told her "Oh yeah? My underwear has electrical heating. I think I win." She shut it and left. I win.
Must find parts for washer...
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
WANT A SNICKERS? HERE TAKE A SNAPPLE!
When I was growing up, T.V shows taught me to never accept candy from strangers or anything really. Not even if they tell you a pretty pink princess is in a white van. Typically, parents are supposed to give you that kind of talk but when I was a young little girl, they didn't tell me anything. They were too busy working. As a matter of fact, I learned about sex from 90210 and Melrose Place. Yes, at that time I was around 7 or 8 years old... but hey, look at me now... I AM AS NORMAL AS I WILL EVER BE! Okies, that is a lie...
Yesterday and today I was being forced to eat and drink from two different Arab guys. Apparently they do NOT know the meaning of "no". I was amused at first and then it turned to annoyance.
On Monday, the guy was offering me a small snickers bar and I refused it. He kept pushing it on me and I lied by telling him I don't like chocolate. Well actually, it isn't a lie. I am not a big fan of milk chocolate but I LOVE white chocolate. Also, Snickers is WAY too sweet for me. After telling him all this, he continued to pressure me to take the chocolate when I finally raised my voice a tad bit and said "NO". That is when he said "okay. I see you drink Snapple. You like Snapple. You drink Snapple." I kept refusing that too and he finally said "okay." I thought I had won the battle but boy was I wrong... he brought me an orangeade Snapple.
I thanked him for the nice gesture but then I told him to never bring me anything because in my words "I'm not a big fan of Snapple much anymore"... another lie... I like Raspberry Snapple ONLY. Plus, I love the Snapple Facts... heh... Anywhoots, he dropped it off and told me "its okies, you drink" and I argued that I had water and he just ignored me. Asshole. Nice gesture but still an asshole because of the following; he thought that by offering me stuff, he could stay late to fold but NO! It does NOT work like that. I gave him his 5 minute warning and on his way out he asked me why I want to close at 9pm and I told him that I want to go home too. He asked me if I wanted to walk him to his apartment and I told him "ABSOLUTELY NOT!" He then said he was kidding (in broken English of course). He asked me if I use MSN and I told him "NO! I do not use messengers, its not my thing" (another lie). He asked me what my shifts were and I told him that it varies and I'm not here most of the time (another lie... I practically live in this place). He finally said good night and left me alone to lock up. Bastard took 10 minutes of my life that I couldn't take back. -shakes head-
Today I had a neighbor of mine, a mechanic offer me services. It's not what it sounds like. His business isn't going that great because it's slow so he is trying to get my car into his shop. Not in a million years. I did take my car to his shop one Sunday and they wanted to charge me $480 just to change the exhaust. I told him "HELL NO! The exhaust pipe is only like 60 bucks dude!" After arguing for 5 minutes and me threatening him that I'm going to go someplace else, he changes the damaged part for 6o. I told the story to guy today and he tells me "you know, you just made my life miserable. I have to come to work now on Sundays" and I told him straight out "hey dude, not my fault your workers are trying to put money in their pocket. You should have laid down the rules or at least put cameras in your place." After 30 minutes of talking to me and telling me how I should try them again, he leaves. I thought that I was going to have a smooth night now that he was gone but nope. I was wrong once again. He came back. This time he came back with post cards with his business on them. I told him to just leave them on the table and if people are interested, they would pick them up. Somehow... we got into food. I didn't bring up food but he did...
He was asking me if I liked Afghanistan food and I told him that I never tried it. He told me that he is going to bring me some from around the corner right now and then asked if I liked spicy food. I told him that I don't like spicy food (a lie) and that I have sensitive taste buds so I don't try new food (another lie). Then he was forcing me to eat k-bobs and I told him "oh no, I am trying to become a vegetarian!" (Another lie once again). He didn't get the idea after me telling him no several times and I reached the point where I yelled "I DON'T WANT FOOD! LEAVE ME ALONE!" What does he say? "OK, I will bring you a veggie platter!" Dude, NO!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? So I told him "Look, I don't like ethnic food. I am used to my kind of food. I grew up on it and I have sensitive taste buds. It is OK. Don't bring me anything. Please!" (HUGE lie on the ethnic food part.) He then says he will bring me Greek food and then I just look at him with what seemed to be a blank stare. I informed him that I didn't want anything and I thanked him for his gesture but he just went on. Finally I told him I had to go to the bathroom and he left me alone and said "okay, ill bring something one day for you to try." I just said "Okay" at that point. I really didn't go to the bathroom. I just went to the back room and waited until he left.
What is wrong with these people?! I was telling one of my customers about this and he pointed out that they are trying to get other stuff down my throat... not only food. Think about that one.
-sigh- I should put up a sign that says "if you don't accept the first no and you ask again, your dark clothes will get bleached when you aren't watching."
Yesterday and today I was being forced to eat and drink from two different Arab guys. Apparently they do NOT know the meaning of "no". I was amused at first and then it turned to annoyance.
On Monday, the guy was offering me a small snickers bar and I refused it. He kept pushing it on me and I lied by telling him I don't like chocolate. Well actually, it isn't a lie. I am not a big fan of milk chocolate but I LOVE white chocolate. Also, Snickers is WAY too sweet for me. After telling him all this, he continued to pressure me to take the chocolate when I finally raised my voice a tad bit and said "NO". That is when he said "okay. I see you drink Snapple. You like Snapple. You drink Snapple." I kept refusing that too and he finally said "okay." I thought I had won the battle but boy was I wrong... he brought me an orangeade Snapple.
I thanked him for the nice gesture but then I told him to never bring me anything because in my words "I'm not a big fan of Snapple much anymore"... another lie... I like Raspberry Snapple ONLY. Plus, I love the Snapple Facts... heh... Anywhoots, he dropped it off and told me "its okies, you drink" and I argued that I had water and he just ignored me. Asshole. Nice gesture but still an asshole because of the following; he thought that by offering me stuff, he could stay late to fold but NO! It does NOT work like that. I gave him his 5 minute warning and on his way out he asked me why I want to close at 9pm and I told him that I want to go home too. He asked me if I wanted to walk him to his apartment and I told him "ABSOLUTELY NOT!" He then said he was kidding (in broken English of course). He asked me if I use MSN and I told him "NO! I do not use messengers, its not my thing" (another lie). He asked me what my shifts were and I told him that it varies and I'm not here most of the time (another lie... I practically live in this place). He finally said good night and left me alone to lock up. Bastard took 10 minutes of my life that I couldn't take back. -shakes head-
Today I had a neighbor of mine, a mechanic offer me services. It's not what it sounds like. His business isn't going that great because it's slow so he is trying to get my car into his shop. Not in a million years. I did take my car to his shop one Sunday and they wanted to charge me $480 just to change the exhaust. I told him "HELL NO! The exhaust pipe is only like 60 bucks dude!" After arguing for 5 minutes and me threatening him that I'm going to go someplace else, he changes the damaged part for 6o. I told the story to guy today and he tells me "you know, you just made my life miserable. I have to come to work now on Sundays" and I told him straight out "hey dude, not my fault your workers are trying to put money in their pocket. You should have laid down the rules or at least put cameras in your place." After 30 minutes of talking to me and telling me how I should try them again, he leaves. I thought that I was going to have a smooth night now that he was gone but nope. I was wrong once again. He came back. This time he came back with post cards with his business on them. I told him to just leave them on the table and if people are interested, they would pick them up. Somehow... we got into food. I didn't bring up food but he did...
He was asking me if I liked Afghanistan food and I told him that I never tried it. He told me that he is going to bring me some from around the corner right now and then asked if I liked spicy food. I told him that I don't like spicy food (a lie) and that I have sensitive taste buds so I don't try new food (another lie). Then he was forcing me to eat k-bobs and I told him "oh no, I am trying to become a vegetarian!" (Another lie once again). He didn't get the idea after me telling him no several times and I reached the point where I yelled "I DON'T WANT FOOD! LEAVE ME ALONE!" What does he say? "OK, I will bring you a veggie platter!" Dude, NO!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? So I told him "Look, I don't like ethnic food. I am used to my kind of food. I grew up on it and I have sensitive taste buds. It is OK. Don't bring me anything. Please!" (HUGE lie on the ethnic food part.) He then says he will bring me Greek food and then I just look at him with what seemed to be a blank stare. I informed him that I didn't want anything and I thanked him for his gesture but he just went on. Finally I told him I had to go to the bathroom and he left me alone and said "okay, ill bring something one day for you to try." I just said "Okay" at that point. I really didn't go to the bathroom. I just went to the back room and waited until he left.
What is wrong with these people?! I was telling one of my customers about this and he pointed out that they are trying to get other stuff down my throat... not only food. Think about that one.
-sigh- I should put up a sign that says "if you don't accept the first no and you ask again, your dark clothes will get bleached when you aren't watching."
Monday, December 14, 2009
ROXORZ BOXERZ
Hands down, boxers are a turn on for me. (Way to start a blog right?) Boxers with a huge hole in the front, isn't a turn on for me. White boxers scare me but white boxers with a hole in front and questionable stains are terrifying. Boxers with pictures on them are interesting but boxers with YOUR ACTUAL FACE ON THEM IS MORE TERRIFYING THAN THE THOUGHT ITSELF.
The boxers that I described above, all belonged to one customer. I will be honest that I was intrigued by the boxers with his face on it and I do question the position of the mouth but still... intriguing and disturbing. I would say 6 or 7 of his boxers had big holes cut out in the front area. Easier access for urinating? Maybe. Easy access for an itch? Could be. Easier access to play with himself while watching porn? DING DING DING! I came to that conclusion by bringing all the pieces together. On two ocassions, I found porn dvd's in his bag and another time a playboy magazine. Good going dude. Very subtle. When he comes to pick up his laundry later tonight, I will NOT be able to look at him with a straight face.
I don't know why but today's theme seems to be "naughty".
I had two twelve year old girls talk about their virginities and then they started to call up people on their phones and ask them if they are still virgins. I don't think the two girls admited to whether or not they are or are not virgins but they came up with these two theories:
1. "Our teachers aren't virgins"
and
2. "My parent's arent virginss".
First... the first one seems really wrong when it came from their mouth, being that they are 12 and still in school and the to the second one, I felt like replying "NO SHIT!" They were loud and obnoxious. Not to mention they dirtied my floor with the disgusting fried chicken from next door. At one point, I did yell at them to quiet down.
Also, my cutie came in today <3 I just love love love his eyes!
The boxers that I described above, all belonged to one customer. I will be honest that I was intrigued by the boxers with his face on it and I do question the position of the mouth but still... intriguing and disturbing. I would say 6 or 7 of his boxers had big holes cut out in the front area. Easier access for urinating? Maybe. Easy access for an itch? Could be. Easier access to play with himself while watching porn? DING DING DING! I came to that conclusion by bringing all the pieces together. On two ocassions, I found porn dvd's in his bag and another time a playboy magazine. Good going dude. Very subtle. When he comes to pick up his laundry later tonight, I will NOT be able to look at him with a straight face.
I don't know why but today's theme seems to be "naughty".
I had two twelve year old girls talk about their virginities and then they started to call up people on their phones and ask them if they are still virgins. I don't think the two girls admited to whether or not they are or are not virgins but they came up with these two theories:
1. "Our teachers aren't virgins"
and
2. "My parent's arent virginss".
First... the first one seems really wrong when it came from their mouth, being that they are 12 and still in school and the to the second one, I felt like replying "NO SHIT!" They were loud and obnoxious. Not to mention they dirtied my floor with the disgusting fried chicken from next door. At one point, I did yell at them to quiet down.
Also, my cutie came in today <3 I just love love love his eyes!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
I CAN EXPLAIN
Dear Readers,
First off, I would like to start off with an apology. An apology because I have not updated my blog for more than a month. Unfortunately, I did not have time to update it. Between being busy with work, looking for a college for my masters, and a real job, I just did not have time to update. At one point I did hit the bottom and I just needed time to myself.
Just to let you know, I am STILL tired and I am STILL looking for a job, but I will start to tell you my stories of my everyday life in the laundromat. Things did go on for the month that I did not update but I will assure you, those stories will be told!
With that in mind, I am pleased to tell you that I have come back to entertain you all and hopefully, a job will pop up for me.
If you have any questions or concerns, even comments, feel free to email me or ask away in the comment area.
I hope all of you understand!!
Thank you!
Laundry Girl~
First off, I would like to start off with an apology. An apology because I have not updated my blog for more than a month. Unfortunately, I did not have time to update it. Between being busy with work, looking for a college for my masters, and a real job, I just did not have time to update. At one point I did hit the bottom and I just needed time to myself.
Just to let you know, I am STILL tired and I am STILL looking for a job, but I will start to tell you my stories of my everyday life in the laundromat. Things did go on for the month that I did not update but I will assure you, those stories will be told!
With that in mind, I am pleased to tell you that I have come back to entertain you all and hopefully, a job will pop up for me.
If you have any questions or concerns, even comments, feel free to email me or ask away in the comment area.
I hope all of you understand!!
Thank you!
Laundry Girl~
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