Which is one reason why, for our next class, the "final exam" of this lesson will be K8-T3.

Sure, she loves a good spa day as much as any other droid, but she's not going to let them know that.

I am ready to take on the day!

And the first thing I am going to do is put on my Big Boy Pants, grab my laundry hamper, and march confidently down the hall. . . directly to M4-RT1N's quarters where I will ask him very politely to take my dirty clothes to the laundry room in exchange for any favor he wants.

The Laundry Droid's massive lint trap got really clogged, so I spent an hour digging dusty fluff out of the the thing with a long-ass vent brush. My allergies are a mess.

Then I managed to drop the stupid brush into the bottom of the trap.

So the Laundry Droid got to laugh at me while I struggled for another hour using my only other tool on hand (a slightly longer vent brush) to fish it out.

Don't judge me for being unprepared: it was Katie's turn to use the Good Toolbox today.

Gave the younger ones a much less messy task today: tightening loose bolts.

Also, it appears I wasn't the only one up late cleaning last night. The Laundry Droid spent hours washing oil out of the cadets' uniforms.

Can't wash my clothes now because if I show my face in the laundry room, Laundry Droid is just gonna laugh at me.

Gonna take some Benadryl and go to bed. When my head is clear enough to think straight again, I'm gonna march in there and remind him who's in charge.

I accused him of eating several of my socks when, in fact, I had left the socks in question on the floor of my quarters and Roomba had sucked them up while cleaning.

Laundry Droid, you are a mostly awful droid who seems to take joy in making me miserable, but in this particular instance, you were completely innocent.

When laundering your Life Day robes, remember to wash them in a separate load from your armor unless you want to look like you fell into a vat of Pepto Bismol the next time you suit up.

That pink color is very difficult to remove. The Laundry droid may help you, but he's going to laugh at you the whole time.

He informed me I could have saved myself the trouble if I'd just kept my armor on while I was working, and then given my armor to the laundry droid to clean.