This is the first time in about a decade where I live in an apartment without a washer and dryer. There is a hookup, but I’m too broke to buy a set and too lazy to go through Craigslist. So, the laundromat is now one of my weekly hangouts.
It is not enjoyable.
As I observe my fellow launderers, and wish I made better choices in my life to avoid this wonderfully smelling hell-hole full of laundry basket-cases….I’ve discovered the people you will surely come across at laundromats.