By far the absolute WORST laundry mat I’ve ever been to in my life. I don’t even know where to start. Shall I talk about the walls that are crumbling? Or the fact that it was completely empty on a Saturday and still only 3 washers in the entire place worked? I walked in there assuming it would be cheaper than in my building and found out it wasn’t. I decided to give it a chance to make a better impression on me. After I loaded my first washer the manager came to me yelling something in spanish. I proceeded to tell him I don’t speak Spanish. At which point some tweaker in a wheelchair started yelling at me saying«it’s your fault you don’t speak spanish». So I kindly said that I was leaving and going somewhere else, the manager begged me to stay. For some reason I stayed. My mistake. The rest of my time there I felt like a piece of meat for the Crack head to stare at. His«friends» came in and did 3 drug deals while I was there. Tempted to call the cops I decided that being in LA they wouldn’t care anyways. I finished washing my clothes and put them in the dryer. Realizing after 10 minutes and $ 3.00 that my clothes weren’t drying I asked the manager for my money back. In broken english he told me it was my fault. I took my stuff and left. I refuse to ever step foot in this crackhouse infested s**t hole. I hope no one ever gives this place business. I recommend going 100 ft around the corner on 3rd street and washing your clothes there. If I could give negative stars I would.