Wednesday, September 26, 2007
The time comes every week (or more often) when one must do one's laundry. For the past several years, I've always lived someplace with a washer/dryer. Now I'm back to using a laundromat. Unfortunately, they are few and far between in Waikiki.
Google maps said that there were two 0.3 miles and 0.2 miles away from me, but Google maps lied! After consulting the aforementioned map, I went laundryless on a scouting mission to find the nearest one. After speaking with an ABC* manager I discovered that the laundromats I was seeking were mere phantoms. He told me to go Diamond Head 4 blocks or so. I went, saw nothing, then stopped at a Starbucks. I asked the young lady at the counter, she directed me one block further on the makai side of the street. I found a tiny laundromat next to a Fun Factory (a chain of arcades). It was at least a mile from my apartment.
I walked back to my apartment to pack up my laundry. I was drenched with sweat. I loaded my laundry bag about half full, carefully choosing only the most essential items to launder so that I wouldn't break my back on the way over. I shlepped it to the laundromat. I put my clothes in a washer, but didn't have enough quarters for the drier. I went the nearest ABC to find an ATM, but their ATM was down (was feeling thwarted). I went across the street to the Food Pantry, which, as luck would have it, housed a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf (like an oasis in a Starbucks filled desert!) I found an ATM, withdrew a twenty at a two dollar charge, treated myself to an iced mocha (to make change of course) and went back to the laundromat imagining my wet clothes being stolen in my absence (they weren't).
I settled in and read a short story called "Five Billion Eves" by Robert Reed, which was awesomely subversive. It's the last story in the "Best Science Fiction of 2007". I put my clothes in the drier, and for $1.50 you get 24 minutes! How lame. I didn't have enough quarters for more, so I took out my clothes semi-damp. The extra water weighed down the bag! So I got quite a workout on the schlep back!
Google maps said that there were two 0.3 miles and 0.2 miles away from me, but Google maps lied! After consulting the aforementioned map, I went laundryless on a scouting mission to find the nearest one. After speaking with an ABC* manager I discovered that the laundromats I was seeking were mere phantoms. He told me to go Diamond Head 4 blocks or so. I went, saw nothing, then stopped at a Starbucks. I asked the young lady at the counter, she directed me one block further on the makai side of the street. I found a tiny laundromat next to a Fun Factory (a chain of arcades). It was at least a mile from my apartment.
I walked back to my apartment to pack up my laundry. I was drenched with sweat. I loaded my laundry bag about half full, carefully choosing only the most essential items to launder so that I wouldn't break my back on the way over. I shlepped it to the laundromat. I put my clothes in a washer, but didn't have enough quarters for the drier. I went the nearest ABC to find an ATM, but their ATM was down (was feeling thwarted). I went across the street to the Food Pantry, which, as luck would have it, housed a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf (like an oasis in a Starbucks filled desert!) I found an ATM, withdrew a twenty at a two dollar charge, treated myself to an iced mocha (to make change of course) and went back to the laundromat imagining my wet clothes being stolen in my absence (they weren't).
I settled in and read a short story called "Five Billion Eves" by Robert Reed, which was awesomely subversive. It's the last story in the "Best Science Fiction of 2007". I put my clothes in the drier, and for $1.50 you get 24 minutes! How lame. I didn't have enough quarters for more, so I took out my clothes semi-damp. The extra water weighed down the bag! So I got quite a workout on the schlep back!




2 Comments:
I am actually glad to here this. I need the exercise. I am sadly squeezing into my fat pants at the moment. I hope to lose a pound or two next week! I am getting excited!!!!
See you soon!
Yeah, my skinny pants are really loose, and that's just since moving in. Haven't stepped on a scale lately, but I bet I've lost a few.
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