Then it was time to dry. And it's one whole dollar to dry a load for half an hour. Since most of my things are line dried, I thought I could mix the two loads and fit into one wash. Somehow, I thought this would save me money. I don't know why, exactly. I knew all that wet laundry wouldn't finish in one turn. But it made sense in my head, so I did it.
I put the four quarters in, pushed it in, saw the light flash and walked away.
An hour later, came back, felt my clothes--they weren't even done being damp. So I grudgingly put another dollar in.
Another hour, same thing. And another dollar.
I was getting pretty irritated, ranting about my apartment complex trying to destroy my life and suck me dry with their tricked-up dryers. It was a huge conspiracy with only one goal in sight, and that was to ruin my Saturday.
It was about 8 pm and I was punching Melissa in the arm to take out my frustration. So I borrowed (read: stole) a dollar from her and went off in a huff, screaming that if it wasn't done and I had to shell out another dollar, I would light something on fire.
Well, it wasn't done. I did my crazed angry laugh, where it sounds relatively happy, and I started mumbling to the dryer, putting in another set of quarters. And it was then, bent over the dryer, that I noticed an odd, little white button just above the flashing light that read...ahem*, "Push to Start."
Looking around in shame, I pressed it. Sure enough--BOOM. It started tumbling and I ran away laughing. I couldn't stop laughing, I couldn't even tell Melissa, I was so embarrassed and just cracking up over ice cream.
That stupid, little button.
In my defense, the words were hidden by said button when one was standing instead of kneeling right in front of it. And the light did flash whenever I put in the quarters, so I thought it would be on. And the whole wall rumbled because every other one was on, so I thought I felt mine.
But, really, I was just stupid. And it was hilarious.
Except for the fact that I shelled out...
one, two, three, FOUR dollars
on just drying my clothes.
Even so, I still giggle.