POSSESSED

As time goes by and I spend more hours in this place (I should ask management for a bed), the more things are starting to make sense. I don't question another person's actions much anymore. Instead I just label them and go on with the day. Well actually, I do question them unconsciously since my brain tends to have its own brain sometimes. In other words, my organs argue with each other.

Around 10 am today, I was folding a customer’s clothing while listening to music. I was rocking to Motley Crue when all of the sudden, I hear constant thumping. This was NOT part of the song Dr. Feelgood and I know this because I have listened to it religiously. I look to my dryer to see if the sound was coming from there but it wasn't. Who knows, maybe technology really did start to take over humanity and the start of this phenomenon was beginning from the dryers. My imagination is what keeps me sane. Moving on... I check under my table and I check the front. All was quiet. I check to the back of the store and I see a little girl banging her legs and head against the wall. What amazed me even more is that the mother was just chatting away with her husband or friend. My jaw was slightly dropped. I went over to the mother and told her "um... your daughter is hurting herself... I think you might want to check it out..." Of course the mother didn't understand English. The mother went over to the daughter, tied her shoe and then the daughter stopped. By the way, the daughter must have been at least 3 or 4 years old. I shake my head on the way to my folding table.

The thumping starts again. I look to the back and I see her hitting her legs against the wall while flailing her arms. I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed hard as a matter of fact. I asked another customer what the little girl was saying and the customer said "she wants her shoes tied and her mom's attention." She was laughing just as hard. This girl looked like she was seriously possessed... The male picked her up soon after and she was just hitting his head with one hand while flailing the other.

I bet you any money that in 20 years; she will be asking the laundry attendant how the door closes...
Speaking of closing doors, this lady had her daughter with her (I think it's -bring your daughters to the Laundromat day- today) and they kept taking clothes out of the washers and putting it into the next one. The little girl comes and notifies me "none of the washers are working" and she shows me (that is when the mom revealed to me that she was changing washers). I point out the 3x4 picture of how to close the door and then I close it for her. She made an "aahhhh" sound and thanked me. This is where I am going to question... The other Laundromat (which is still closed) has the exact same washers as we do. Why is it so damn difficult to close the door? I KNOW I am not going crazy. My co-worker even pointed out the same exact thing, that the washers are the same therefore they function the same way. It is mind boggling.

Asking how to close a door to a washer is like asking someone how a fork functions. That is my analogy and I am sticking to it. Fuckin morons.... I used to say "fuckin kangaroos" but I replaced the 'roos with morons.... -sighs-

Remember yesterday when I mentioned that I had a feeling about me having an argument today with a customer (from the other Laundromat), well I didn't. The husband came to pick up the clothes and he was a lot nicer than his wife. He did question me about the price and I told him "we treat our customer's clothing as if it were ours. It's the quality." He said he will check to see how he likes our service and he will continue with us if it is good. He said the only difference was ten bucks. -Shrugs- Then he mentioned that the other Laundromat lost his wife’s Dolce and Gabana jeans and his Hugo Boss sweater. Excuse me but if I had clothes with THOSE name brands, I would dry clean them. I would NOT have them machine washed. Unless they were knockoffs... If he did start an argument though, I would have told him off in a nice and passive way. -nods-

With that being said, if you have children, please give them attention and don't let them hurt themselves.....