Blogmania

The Blogger wasn't working earlier, so I had to save these to blog later:

We do laundry every Sunday at this laundromat by work. That place is awesome, because the washers are double load-sized and cost $2. It usually takes two washers. The drying, however, takes a quarter for 20 minutes of hot fucking air. It's so hot, you could probably roast a turkey in there.

So usually it takes $.50 to dry the loads. We use two dryers and a quarter each, so it's all loose in there and getting hot as fuck and dries very quickly. Sometimes the towels are a little damp, but by the time we get home they're dry.

The reason I mention this is that the other week, there were this girl and her mom drying clothes and they stuffed all their laundry in to two dryers and put them in there for an hour.

First of all, it's a quarter for 20 minutes which is way more time than most places. Secondly, any dryer takes about 40 minutes to an hour for a decently sized load. Loading the entire thing just short of being packed tight is just ridiculous. You could stay there for days. It just doesn't logically make sense. When we go to do laundry, the whole process takes an hour.

So this Tuesday we have a job from a client that I do not particularly like, nor do I want to deal with them ever again. They always swear up a storm for a simple mistake like sending the confirmation to her husband's email rather than hers. Just simple things. She called the other day swearing at me because of that and I snapped back and told her it's a simple mistake and don't talk like that to me or I'll hang up. Then she got all polite, kind of like she recoiled like a puppy being scolded.

Anyway, I have this urge to just purposely fuck up her job coming up, just so she doesn't use us again. The thing is, she's a long time client. She's also a lawyer. And I don't hate all lawyers. Just the ones who are asses and always come out and tell you they're lawyers. Those are the assholes. I just don't want to deal with those people. If they're pretentious like that, they are the ones who will try to fuck you over small things that go wrong.

Today is starting to suck. All the people I don't want to talk to are calling. And this one lady, the first mess up today, I didn't want to call till later called. And she was on the line with me for five minutes talking to me about the same thing over and over. She was nice and everything, but I had to hear six or seven times in different variations of how she had come from Tokyo and went through customs and didn't see the driver. Then she was so tired and didn't have her cell phone charger and didn't think to call us. She took a cab home and called from there.

And then when you think she can't go on any further, she starts telling you about details on how "there were so many people, mostly Asian. I came from Japan, so there were a lot of Japanese people there."

1:03pm: Driver calling in hysterics because there had been two different accidents and the exit he needed to take another exit. In East LA if you miss an exit, the next one is further away and the streets are all fucked up. He left his map book at home, but is driving anyway, so it would hard for him to look it up while driving.