laundry

When we moved into this apartment, we brought 5 days of clothes for me and 5 days for Jed, plus some knockarounds for evening/weekend.  Today, I needed to do laundry.  I got my tokens from the front desk, found out where the laundry room is, and gathered clothes and detergent.  As I was headed towards the door I suddenly realized that every, single murder/cop show I've ever seen has had someone killed in the laundry room - Law & Order, Castle, Bones, even The Walking Dead. Sometimes of course the victim is sleeping with someone's husband, or witness to a crime, but sometimes it's simply a matter of bad timing.  So I exited the door with caution, and made sure Jed knew to call 911 if I didn't return in 30 minutes.

I walked out of our entrance and made my way down the sidewalk to the entrance to the laundry room.  A man was walking out and held the door.  He looked normal enough, but I made eye contact confidently and watched to see him actually get into his car and not come back to shank me.

I found the laundry room.  It was clean, it was empty.  I put in my laundry and went back to our apartment with no excitement whatsoever.

I exercised the same caution on my return trips, two loads after all, and was met with the same results each time.  If there was a murderer lurking in the laundry room, he knew not to mess with me. I'm on to him.

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