Laundry Room Plus

I had no other choice but to do my laundry at a laundry mat. OK, I’m not bashing laundry mats. I use to use them myself at one time. I could get some serious reading in. along with some serious tetris playing in on my game boy. But, that’s beside the point.
My washer/​dryer broke and flooded my basement… so I was stock piling clothes until they hit the roof. I finally gave in, when the dog went missing.
I put 4 laundry baskets in my truck and headed off to «Laundry Room Plus.» HOORAY… NOT! I parked​.ok​.so far so good. Only 4 cars in the parking lot. It’s 4:00 in the afternoon on a Tuesday. Who could possibly be doing laundry?
I walk in the front door to find two carriages of wet laundry at the door just sitting there. Gee. someone is going to be pissed. Gee, I’d be pissed if my «Pink» Victoria Secret thong was blowing around in the breeze for everyone to see right at the front door.
I’m glad I’m going to keep my eye on my laundry. I drag all my laundry in. pick some machines in the back. Perfect. right near the old playroom that is now just an area they have decided to tear the floor up and put broken chairs and pile crap up in. Perfect. I put in my twenty get all my quarters head back to my machines to get busy. Spoke to soon… OUT OF ORDER. OK. I guess I’ll have to use the «big one» at $ 7.50 a load. No problem. You know for $ 7.50, you’d think you could at least clean the machine. It’s absolutely filthy. I was afraid to put my clothes in there. The filth on the door alone made me cringe. I’m talking heebie jeebies… cringe.
Off I go to run a quick 25 minute errand and come back to switch my laundry. I get back and still out in front are the piles of went laundry. haven’t moved. Just disgusting. I pull out my laundry to bring them to the dryers and GROSS. drop my favorite pajamas on the filthy floor. This floor looks like it hasn’t been swept in about a month. I can’t imagine when it’s been washed? Maybe a year? Totally grossed out. Do I toss my favorite Betty Boop Jammies? Nah. I’ll rewash them the next time I go to MY FRIENDS house while my my house is in the middle of construction!
I finish up my laundry. Dying of sweat. I’ll get a drink. Was I in for a surprise. Put my dollar in, press coke. SOLD OUT.ok.Ginger ale? SOLD OUT. PEPSI? sold out. you get the point. the entire machine is sold out. why the hell have it plugged in??? AHM HELLO??? OK. I’ll have a snack. maybe a bag of cheez-it’s? NOPE. The entire candy machine had two things. A snicker bar and a pack of crackers I’ve never even heard of. I didn’t dare. Who knows how long that’s been.
I will never ever go back to this place. Unless of course it was by gunpoint. OK. by gunpoint and I must be holding my gameboy with the tetris catridge loaded. ONLY!
The place is absolutely filthy. Not to mention when I switched my clothes to the dryer there was this gross sticky stuff inside. which I don’t want to even know what it was!
Yikes.