Laundry is peaceful for me. There’s an unspoken satisfaction in it – a loving task for my family. Clean clothes are hung in the appropriate closets, and others are properly folded and placed into the correct drawers.
In my heart I silently sing: Beautiful people, you have all that you need; go forth and prosper!
Then this horrible dollar bill showed up.
At first I was all, “sweet! I’m totally snaking somebody’s cash!”
Then I was like:
What the FUCK?
I can’t even buy a COKE with this shit.
This is what what FIVE loads of laundry is worth?
The good news: my memory sucks, and I’ll forget all about this before it’s time to do laundry again (Friday).
Key take-away: empty your pockets before you put your clothes in the hamper.
You heard it here – you’re welcome.