Yay! My clothes are back! None of my underwear is being sold on Craigslist.
A woman in another unit knocked on my door to say that her boyfriend had grabbed my clothes from the washers by mistake. "Are you the one who lost their clothes? Yes? Oh, I am going to kill him!"
I'm so glad to not have to deal with insurance or buying new clothes. Neighbor lady was right: "Girl, no one has money to just be replacing clothes like that." Damn straight.
So now I have my clothing back, having gone through the character-building exercise of sifting my underpants from her laundry in her living room. Special times, special times.
wait... she wasn't qualified to separate your clothes from hers on her own???? that's weird. or was she just thinking it would be more weird if she handed you all of your clothes already separated - because then obviously she had handled each one individually...?
ReplyDeleteHa, I think it was the latter.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness that is crazy. I'm glad you got your clothes back. I always hate when people leave their clothes to long in the washer or dyer!
ReplyDeleteAmanda
on the positive side, now you have the benefit of having handled her underwear, too.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a dream I once had...
ReplyDeleteWow. I feel like we all broke down a boundary today here on the blog.
ReplyDeleteAnytime you start talking to a Mormon about underwear, things are bound to get strange.
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