Day in the Life: Laundry Edition

Living behind 7-11, I run into interesting people everyday whether I am buying wine, tampons, chocolate or Lean Pockets.

Laundry is a different story completely. In my building, we have a laundry room, but one time last year there were human droppings in the dryer so I started going to the laundromat around the corner. I have to walk two doors down from 7-11 past a 24 hour cash only taco shop and 2 trash cans that are often surrounded by aggressive homeless people. I have had people grab at my laundry bag and say "baby, I love you, what size you wear?" And there are those homeless people that act very nice asking for a quarter (which I clearly have in my hand) and then scream "fuck you then!" as I turn the corner. Sorry man, I just have a weird affinity for clean clothes.

Imagine my surprise when I arrive home from around the corner one sweltering hot laundry day and there is a homeless person  reading the newspaper on my lawn. I mean, should I really be that stunned? There is a broken toilet on the other side of the walkway. Luckily our landlord keeps up on the garden maintenance.

Anyway, I asked my neighbor who was outside (very loudly) if he knew the woman I was about to make my first homeless friend and she didn't even flinch. You know what though? Everyone needs a load off. And I commend that homeless woman. Instead of trying to get more money from us, she took the money she had to sit back, relax and catch up on current events.

Maybe she was a writer for her school newspaper 40 or so years ago. Who knows? I wonder what she thinks of Lady Gaga.