Bwaaaahahha.
So there is a guy (or chick in my apartment) who is a serial 'laundry in dryer ’ leaver. Now I am not going to get in a fight, and they management has a sign that says don’t touch other people’s laundry/ so I just quietly stew and formulate intricate and painful revenge scenarios and as one of the dryers sits unused and cold.
There are three washer dryer sets, in which most people switch directly from one to the other. As I walk in with my two loads I notice the dilhole’s duffle bag. Oh well he’s only doing one load today, and I have two open sets to use., he cannot bother me today.
35 minutes later as I go to move into the dryers, disaster strikes. My two dryers are broken, one is missing the coin taker, and the other has a power cord that is removed. But my panic quickly turns into victory. Dilhole has not moved his stuff into the dryer yet. Hehe, I throw one load of stuff into it as nessecity dictates. exactly 56 minutes later when the cycle is done, I am waiting and put in my next load, and dilhole isn’t anywhere to be seen. But I can tell from rearangement of dufflebag that he came down to put into the dryer.
My Grinchiest instincts kicked in. I started two more loads of clothes and towels and blankets and whatever I could find in the back of the closet that might need to be washed. I have been putting them in at 56 minute intervals.
Dilhole has now been waiting 4 hours to finish his crap I can tell by the way things are moved around. That makes up for some of the time I have waited for him(her), and nothing was against the Laws of the Laundry. One working dryer= first come first served. You gotta be there when the load finishes to get it.