Laundry rant # 706...

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm writing about laundry again.
Listen, laundry's a big pain in my ass. Especially with all the spilling of food and beverages on my clothing.

So this evening, I drag all my shit over to the laundromat to find several new washing machines there. Cool.

Except they're more expensive than the old ones. 50 cents more per load.
And these machines are no larger than the old ones.
Okay, I tell myself, the owner's got to recoup his costs. I get that.

Except he also raised prices on all the old machines, by a quarter per load.
That shit ain't right.

Interesting, too, that when he raised prices during our faux energy crisis a few years back, he never reduced them when energy costs dipped back down a bit.
I get the whole "charging what the market will bear" shit...but CRAP. This is getting out of hand.


Oh, and? Doing laundry when you're sleep deprived isn't such a great idea. I managed to leave about half of my whites at home, in the hamper. I just plum forgot about them. I must have gotten distracted by something shiny while sorting.
Fer crying out loud.

Bring on Friday!

*Okay, what is with that insane lady in that drawing? She looks so happy while doing her laundry. I want whatever drugs she's on.