Me and Fucking Laundromats Guys
So my washer broke, whatever. I’m sitting here on Tumblr, waiting for my shit to finish washing so I can help my mom put it in the dryer. Everything fine so far, right?
I alert my mom that the washing machine is done and I help her transfer it. As I’m walking past a washing machine that my mom started a bit ago, I panic.
“What if I accidentally put my phone in the washer?!” Raced through my mind. Then it hit me. It’s in my fucking purse which I had on my the whole goddamn time.
I’ve done this before.
Last time my washing machine broke (front loaders SUCK!!!!), I was on my phone and my mom needed me to put stuff in the washer. Whatever. I put the clothes in and started it.
I froze.
Where did I put my phone???
I spun around and stared at the washer and water poured into it. Wen I started rotating, there was a loud ish thud. I became pale. I sat down, trying to calm the fuck down, when I realized
I put it in my fucking back pocket.
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