I've had this little ongoing battle with one of my neighbors for a couple of months now over laundry detergent. Namely, someone is always using mine.
I am very lucky to have a (FREE!) washer and dryer in the garage adjacent to my apartment. I have a section of a shelf that is mine where I keep my detergent, fabric softener, dryer sheets, etc. For awhile everyone had their own little sections and everyone seemed to respect everyone else's.
Recently I'd started noticing that the lid on my detergent bottle was always loose and there were drips of detergent running down the side. At first I didn't think much of it. I thought maybe someone was in a pinch and borrowed some because they were out. After about a dozen times, though, I got fed up.
I began by covering all my detergents with a bath towel in a not-so-subtle "back the fuck off" message. Last night I found my bottle empty and sitting pointedly in the middle of the laundry room.
I'd just bought a new bottle and thought it was ridiculous that I should have to hide it in my apartment so no one would bother it. I mean, we live one block from a grocery store! So I decided to try a humorous approach. I taped a large fluorescent green note to the front of my detergent bottle that said:
Please stop using my detergent, yo! If I have to continue to provide laundry detergent to the entire building, how am I supposed to continue to pay for my anal bleaching and pole-dancing lessons?
Back to cleaning and stressing out...I probably won't be online much for the next few days.
2 comments:
It was me. I borrowed your detergent. I couldn't help myself, sorry.
anal bleaching and pole dancing.
WOW, you have to let me know how the anal bleaching feels like.
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