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.
Monday, December 21, 2009
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~
Saturday, November 7, 2009
THE THREESOME
I didn't tell anyone about this except for my mom. I wanted everyone to read it and I kept it for the blog.
In my previous posts, I blogged about the guy that repeats "you know" after each statement and his wife that walked around passing gas and demanding ice cream... hopefully you remember them because if you don't, go back to last months posts... anywhoots...
This guy came to do laundry (I'll call him Bob) on Tuesday and he was in a talkative mood as always. I guess he can't read facial expressions because mine clearly yelled "fuck off." As he was yapping on about some non-sense, his wife walks in with her usual cane and Mets jacket. There was something different about her and I couldn't pin point what it was. Naturally, I checked this old lady out to figure out what was new about her (big mistake on the checking out part) and I saw that she cleaned herself up. Her hair was combed and sprayed and she sported a little bit of blush and lip gloss. I thought to myself "aww! She is so cute! She must be trying to get her husbands attention!" and my thought was right. She was so raunchy towards him and whispered to him "can't you wait until tonight? You and me. Hey Bob, you should ask the girl to join." Once I heard this I mouthed "OH MY GOD." I ducked behind the counter and waited until she left. She was all over him and using her cane as gestures in public. I. was. scared. I still am. -shudders- I think this has happened before because it seems familiar but I can't seem to pin point which day or if it even really happened.
They never got around to asking me but she was the one checking me out when I had to serve the customers. Threesomes for old people should become illegal. My lesson is to not check out old people to see what new to offer a compliment. Just don't.
In my previous posts, I blogged about the guy that repeats "you know" after each statement and his wife that walked around passing gas and demanding ice cream... hopefully you remember them because if you don't, go back to last months posts... anywhoots...
This guy came to do laundry (I'll call him Bob) on Tuesday and he was in a talkative mood as always. I guess he can't read facial expressions because mine clearly yelled "fuck off." As he was yapping on about some non-sense, his wife walks in with her usual cane and Mets jacket. There was something different about her and I couldn't pin point what it was. Naturally, I checked this old lady out to figure out what was new about her (big mistake on the checking out part) and I saw that she cleaned herself up. Her hair was combed and sprayed and she sported a little bit of blush and lip gloss. I thought to myself "aww! She is so cute! She must be trying to get her husbands attention!" and my thought was right. She was so raunchy towards him and whispered to him "can't you wait until tonight? You and me. Hey Bob, you should ask the girl to join." Once I heard this I mouthed "OH MY GOD." I ducked behind the counter and waited until she left. She was all over him and using her cane as gestures in public. I. was. scared. I still am. -shudders- I think this has happened before because it seems familiar but I can't seem to pin point which day or if it even really happened.
They never got around to asking me but she was the one checking me out when I had to serve the customers. Threesomes for old people should become illegal. My lesson is to not check out old people to see what new to offer a compliment. Just don't.
AFK!
Sorry for not being around for a week and a half. My laptop decided to break on me. Well the heat sink fan thingy did. Not fun. I sent it out to HP and the turn around time was surprisignly fast. I was expecting it to be in sometime during this coming week.
I have tons to type up! Thanks to my super duper amazing brain, I remembered it all. Watching Looney Tunes while growing up did have a positive impact. Woot!
I have tons to type up! Thanks to my super duper amazing brain, I remembered it all. Watching Looney Tunes while growing up did have a positive impact. Woot!
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