#51
Your comment got me to thinking... How DID I learn how to do laundry properly? Again, I think a good chunk of the credit goes to my grandmother who would what she was doing, why she was doing it, and how she came to that conclusion when she was doing laundry. Sorting, cycle, detergent, bleach or not, what size load, what temp for the water, etc. So when I started doing my own laundry I just did what she did simply because I didn't know anything different. Later, when I got to college I was surprised that a lot of people in my dorm had no idea how to wash their own clothes.
Other people? I don't really care unless it effects me or I am asked.
One funny thing did happen once. I was working for an office cleaning company at the time. I'd just loaded mopheads and cleaning rags into a heavy duty machine and added the appropriate (read: OBSCENE) amounts of bleach and detergent and set the cycles for the hottest & longest. Damn! The change machine was broken. I went across the street, got change, and came back 2 min later to find the mopheads, etc piled on a table near the door. Some random guy had taken the stuff out, put his own clothes in, and started the cycle. He was staring me with this expression that dared me to say something. I looked at his load tumbling in the machine: I saw swirls of black, white, and red garments in decidedly pink-ish water. I checked the settings...... Yup, still set for the hottest and longest! I started cracking up which totally confused the guy. I decided I didn't want to be around when the cycle finished so I gathered up my stuff and headed out to another laundromat.
I always wondered what happened when he saw the results of washing colored items in a hot with a ton of bleach.......
