the LAUNDRY MONSTER

Laundry, you have to do it, the college WANTS you to do it, YOU want to do it, but the University sure does not want to make it easy on you. When you go into the laundry room, if there is a machine open, you jauntily step up to it and start loading your dirty clothes. You happily continue to separate the whites, colors, and miscellaneous items, then you close the door. You pay the money, and start the washer. You sit and read or chat while the washer does its thing, then…IT starts. At this point you have to go to the dark abyss of hatred that surrounds the dryers. You put in the load of laundry and pay to start the machine knowing full well that the quarter you just put in will only dry exactly half of the items you put in there. And the quantity does not matter. You put in twenty things, ten will come out dry, and ten will be soaked. You put in one sock, and when it comes out, the left half will be dry as a bone, the right half will be dripping. You place in four items, and…well, you get the picture. I would GLADLY pay for a longer drying cycle if I could be guaranteed I would not have to drape clothes all over my room after I was finished to be able to wear them again. I know they are trying to move you through the laundry area as fast as possible, but at what cost, AT WHAT COST?!!?!