Laundromat
I went to the Laundromat yesterday morning to wash my comforter. The dog sleeps on the bed so the comforter needs more cleaning than usual. Anyway. My usual mat was so busy that I opted to go to another a little further away. I hadn't been to this one before so I knew it would be an adventure.
I put the comforter in a mega-loader 80lb Dexter. $5.75 per wash. I thought that was quite reasonable compared to the charges at my usual haunt. I had already decided that I was gonna double wash it. So, 11.50 for washing. Did a good job. Very splashy as it was underloaded, for sure.
Anyway, in the row of machines I was in, there were four machines. 2 - 80 pounders and 2 - 50 pounders. All were running except mine when I got there. The other three machines were being used by a young Jamaican man. When he unloaded his machines, I could tell there was no rhyme or reason to how they were loaded. And I noticed that all four of them were running the same program. "Hot/Regular"
The odd thing, when he carted his mountain of wet laundry to the dryers, he sorted by color as he was loading them up. He used 9 dryers. NINE! I thought to myself, this guy must be washing for a small army. Anyway, I couldn't help but notice how beige his white clothes looked.
Shortly thereafter, a couple hispanics and their two young children came in with three baskets of clothes. The jammed everything into a 50 pounder and had to lean on the door to get it to latch. She selected "Hot/Regular" for her program of choice. Then, her husband turned up with the largest bag of "Foca" detergent I had ever seen. They put three cups in the dispenser as the machine was filling. The suds kicked up quite a mess. Bubbling out the top of the machine at first. Oddly, the bubbles died down quickly. Must have been some serious filth in that load. My comforter was finishing up its second wash so I was scouting for a big dryer. I happened to look back and they were dumping more foca into the dispenser on the machine. Ugh. I moved my comforter to a dryer, fed it six quarters, and let it rip. By this time, their machine was starting the final rinse. This woman used the same 1 cup measure to dispense a full cup of fabric softener into that machine.
Meanwhile, the machine I was using had a new customer. An older man with three dog beds which looked like they belonged to outside dogs. He loaded up and pulled out a ziplock freezer bag full of some blue liquid. Not sure how much was in there, but he used every drop. The suds were dark brown. Sickening. This was part of the reason I decided to double wash my comforter.
So that was my Sunday morning adventure.
Malcolm