Laundry Creeps

Mondays have become laundry night for me. Which is fine since most of my friends are too worn out from the weekend to do anything – plus, it’s usually a quiet night at my laundromat.

There are times when I wish I was one of those people that could relinquish control of doing my own laundry and stopped caring about whether or not they use Downy and if they fold my underwear.

Over the last 3 weeks, there are 2 guys that have been coming in and just hang out for hours. I’m not even sure if they’re doing laundry or just chatting up all the women that walk in. 3 weeks ago I noticed them but I had my headphones so they didn’t say anything to me (unless I just didn’t hear them), but 2 weeks ago they totally creeped me out.

I stopped in to move my laundry from the washer to the dryer and when I walked in, Creep #1 says – ‘Hey there sunshine’. I ignored him and I’m sure I shot him one of my death looks. My clothes weren’t done, so I had to sit there and wait while Creep #1 kept talking to me (even though I wasn’t looking at him). Finally, he said ‘MISS’ really loud and when I looked over at him, he just started going on and on about how pretty my feet were. Yuk. I nodded and luckily, my clothes were ready to be put into the dryer. That’s when Creep #2 came in to join #1 and they both watched me move my clothes from the washer to the dryer.

My first instinct was to verbally attack them, but then I thought about my clothes that were going to be drying for the next hour. I didn’t want to stay and be harassed and I didn’t want to leave my clothes alone so I asked the guy that works at the laundromat to keep an eye on my stuff and headed home. One hour of partial peace.

When I got back to fold, they both asked if I was married and I quickly responded by saying yes… for 5 years now. With that, they backed off.

So, I thought that if they responded to that, I should probably bring a guy with me the next time I did laundry just to solidify my response. Last Monday, the biggest guy friend that I have joined me and pretended to be my hubby. He’s over 6 feet, has a 20 inch neck and wears a 3x – all muscle.

As you might have guessed, Creep #1 and #2 weren’t so chatty and they didn’t even BOTHER coming in. They just stayed outside while we were there.

A few friends that I’ve told this story to told me to change laundromats, but I’m not about to do that. Why should I have to leave?? I was there first and I’m certainly not about to let 2 idiots scare me out of my local place. They’re probably harmless, but I shouldn’t have to deal with that when I’m doing laundry and nor should anyone else.

Let’s see how things go tonight.
Anyone else have a similar problem? I’ll rent my friend out to you. :)

2 Comments so far

  1. datwig on August 4th, 2008 @ 5:52 pm

    I’ve never had this problem, but that’s probably because I live in a dorm with a laundry room. Funny story, though!

  2. Melissa (nyc_melissa) on August 4th, 2008 @ 5:55 pm

    I wish I had laundry in my building… but I guess there’s always that possibility that there’s a creep in my building too.

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