LAUNDRY KARMA

I decided to do some post travel laundry this afternoon. I am literally trying to wash the Andes Mountains from my clothes. Especially the corduroy pants I wore three days in a row. I mean, phew. Talk about biohazard. Maybe I should've just burned them.

There are two washing machines and two dryers in the basement. Once my clothes are washed, I realize one dryer is broken and the other one is in use. S'ok. No problem. I put my wet clothes back into the laundry basket and place it by the one functioning dryer. When I return to the basement in about ten minutes time, I discover someone had taken their clothes out of the dryer and put mine in. And it was still running. Isn't that thoughtful?

I'm indebted to thee, Laundry Robin Hood, wherever you are!