Yay, skee ball.
The quick trip back to tokens and prize tickets always makes laundry a little better. But tonight, the little old man who closes up, made my day.
I started laundry a little late and they have a very strict "last dryer run at 10pm" rule. I was pushing my luck as I filled my last load at 10:15, but knew I'd make it.
When I came back to grab my clothes at 10:50, I realized I had forgotten a load in the washer.
I threw them in a dryer hoping to at least get 10 minutes and not completely piss off the little old man. He passed by machine and noticing I had just started, gave me a bit of an evil eye. I assured him I'd take them out before 11.
There was a couple in the laundry mat with me and as soon as they left, I forced open the dryer, knowing I had to finish up.
The little old man came over and grabbed a pair of my jeans, shook his head and said, "Not dry yet. Put 'em back in. Take your time."
I was shocked.
I tried to explain it wasn't a big deal, but he insisted. So he turned up KOST 103.5 FM and we listened to love songs together while my laundry finished.