Many of you that have been in the shop have noted that our next door (across the corner) neighbor is the Lyons laundromat. Looking up from the counter thru the windows and over to the laundromat over the last 6 months or so has yielded some good spectating. Good enough that I've wanted to blog "Tales from the Laundromat." I've been able to hold off until just now.
Just now as in I just witnessed this. It's 10:06pm and the laundromat is closed. A woman and a crew that appeared to be her husband, son, and mother have been going in and out of the laundromat doing the wash over the last hour or so. All smokers. What I just witnessed has got to be one of the cheapest, grossest, and most dangerous things I've seen at the laundromat. Here goes. Several minutes ago, the "crew" loaded their 4 bad selves and all of their laundry into a mid eighties Cavalier. Zip, they back out of the yellow flagged off area marked "no parking" and they're gone. 10 minutes go by and they are back. Apparently, Grandma, who was riding shotgun, had left her half smoked cigarette on the outdoor windowsill whilst folding her britches. Grandma gets out of the Cav machine and walks over to the windowsill to retrieve her smoke. What the f*ck? Seriously? Not only did grandma come back for a half smoked cig that she left outside (which has got to be one of the cheapest and most desperate things I've ever seen), she left the damn thing burning while it was on the sill! Again, what the...?
Seriously!
3 comments:
She was probably smokin' the extra long 110's...
What if you got home and had no beer in the fridge and remembered there was a half a beer you left at the shop. I'd go back for it wouldn't you? That would be wasteful.
I don't think I could do that, Rockin'. At the very least, a half opened beer on a windowsill won't burn the place down.
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