Monday, August 06, 2012

Dropping My Drawers In Public

Is it just me, or has this ever happened to you while washing your clothes in a public laundry facility? And isn't it ironic that it only seems happen when someone else is in the laundry room; NEVER when you’re alone.

Actually, this has happened to me quite a few times so I should be used to it by now. But being someone who claims to be a person who doesn’t get embarrassingly flustered easily, I get VERY flustered when this happens; suddenly becoming a red-faced prude.

It’s almost as if I have a curse of Murphy’s Laundry Law.

 “Anything that can go wrong (in a laundry room), will -- at the worst possible moment."

Last weekend I decided to do my laundry on Saturday afternoon, which is very unusual for me because I normally do laundry on Monday mornings since the laundry room seems to be less crowded on weekdays. However since it’s still summer, the apartment building I live in is pretty quiet right now, as it is predominately occupied with about 65% college students who don’t start moving back in until right before the fall term. Therefore Saturday, when I went down to the laundry room, I found it delightfully vacant.

I proceeded to do two loads of laundry (one white, one dark), and then went back up to my apartment to do a few other chores. When I returned to the laundry room I noticed that my next door neighbor was doing her laundry too, so we began to chitchat about how we’ve been spending our summer while waiting for my two loads of laundry to conclude their final spin cycle.

As we were babbling away I saw that both my washers had stopped, so I transferred my clothes from the washer to the dryer. I successfully got my dark clothes into the dryer without dropping anything, but as I started transferring my WHITE clothes, I felt something fall out of my arms.

Now can someone please tell me that out of ALL the articles of clothing in your laundry, why is this the ONE article that will ALWAYS find a way to break free; falling onto the floor and embarrassing you?

She looked down at the floor.

Then, I looked down at the floor.

 Yup, once again….I had dropped my drawers in public.

Well, the one thing I’m grateful for is at least they were CLEAN.




*Please note: In case you were wondering, yes, that last photo is actually my underwear. Yesterday morning I took a pair of my Hanes down to the laundry room and staged a reenactment. But can you imagine if someone had suddenly walked into the laundry room and saw me taking photographs of underwear on the floor? What would they have thought!? Um...why does the word pervert come to mind?