Laundry in Oak PArk, IL

Arrrghh So I did my wash and I dried it brought it upstairs from the laundry area downstairs to fold and what is all over it? Fucking dog hair!!!! And I do not even own a dog! Now, I know it’s a public laundry area but man you would think these residents would have some decency to not wash whole dog beds or dog pillows in the regular washing machines with regular clothes. Some people like to go to work looking professional, and not having to worry about dog hair flying off their clothes into the air, in front of bosses, clients or fellow co-workers.

Now I have to use a lint brush and sit here and spend an hour getting all the dog hair out of my clothes when I do not even own a dog to necessitate that I should spend time out of my day to do this! This is one of the reasons I do not have animals so I do not have to do extra measures for cleaning my apartment or my clothes. I have owned dogs before and I have been very cautious and thoughtful of others when walking my dog and cleaning such things as a dog bed (HAND WASH BITCH!). But never have I ever had to deal with such callous disregard for one’s neighbors, what If I was deadly allergic to dog hair and dandruff? Oh, that’s my problem right? Oh but if someone sues these fucking dog owners and the building management because of allergic reaction they are the bad person here? Fuck that.

That’s why I will every time I step in their dog’ nasty dog shit I will wash the shows in the washer machines so they can get the full effect of what their sloppy, lazy ass owning of their dog entails and how it really affects others. Oh and complaining to management that does dick, they cannot even handle simple common sense security concerns let alone do something about this type of nasty ass behavior. Fucking nasty ass people. Really.

This is a link for those of you who face the same shit I do with ignorant fucking dog owners: http://cleanmyspace.com/pet-hair/

Laundry in Oak Park, IL

Oh, I forgot on the same day that I had crazy lady asking me to move my car so it would block a fire hydrant and not be parked in front of her house, I had another issue.

Unfortunately, I have a building laundry area that I have to share so doing the wash takes steps and planning.

Step one of the plan was to throw the laundry in two of the four washers, let that go for the 45 minutes it takes to run.

Then step two, Go down and throw the two loads in the two of the four dryers down there and let them run for the 45 minutes that is needed.

Then step three bring the stuff back up after its dry and fold the clothes.

Well step one worked perfectly it’s the steps two to three that a neighbor decided to mess it up and I guess during my step two started their own wash of three loads and decided I took too long to come down and took one of my loads from the dryer and threw it on top of the dryer it was previously in.

Then they replaced it with their stuff, in the dryer and took up the other two empty dryers. Now there was not a lot of clothes in any of these dryers, so taking up three made no sense.

And I know who it was this one Caucasian guy 6’2 174 lbs slight build blond hair i remember him well because I was down there during a previous episode of laundry day I was getting my clothes out of one dryer and he came down there all crazy and shit and opened up a dryer that had clothes in it. Asked me if they were mine, after I said no, he started to dump them on the top of the dryer and put his clothes in, then repeated the process for the next two dryers.

Well this time around some of my stuff was kind of dry (Still hot to the touch) and some of it was damp so I am not sure if this one dryer went the full cycle or he just felt privileged enough to take it over because his time means more than mine.

Man so I did the only thing I could do, and take the stuff off the top of the dryer and put it in the basket then I took the laundry out of the other dryer and put that in the basket as well. Of Course, I checked the other three dryers to make sure none of my clothes were in them and took my clothes upstairs and folded them (see picture).

Twenty minutes later I heard the laundry room gate slam and some talking then it slammed again five minutes later the laundry room gate slammed yet again then a minute later it slammed again. I looked out and saw the silhouette of a tall guy. So it must have been him, then I heard a repeating of the slamming of the gate five times (almost every twenty mins) through the time span of an hour. Crazy.