I have travelled back in time to the early years of my marriage when I saved quarters and washed several loads of laundry at once. (Washer and dryer stopped working last week.)
When I slyly took the above photo with my phone, George yelled "mom! Are you taking picher of dat guy?"
When dat guy was done putting his clothes in the wash, he sat down right next to us. After a minute of watching us color he told me I was a good mom. Then I learned the following facts:
1. He has a 44 year old son who is an electrician in Las Vegas and hasn't worked in 2 years.
2. He sends his son $500 each month.
3. He is a retired attorney for the government and when he left Washington D.C. in 1982 he shook his finger at the white house and told them they were messing things up too much.
4. On his son's 16th birthday he gave him a car, a truck, and a motorcycle.
5. He can't hear. Which makes me wonder how he knew I was a good mom. I think he uses that line on all the moms so that he can talk about his life for awhile.
Earlier this week a toothless man gave George a quarter to play a video game and helped him play while we waited for our clothes to dry.
Also, the other patron of the laundromat, not the old man, was washing a single shirt today.
7 comments:
do you load your clothes into a radio flyer and walk to the laundromat?
I'd be suspicious of the other patron...one shirt? at a laundromat? Sounds like he's trying to hide something from somebody....
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you are a good mom because you can even make the laundromat fun. Sorry about your washer and dryer.
Michonne, I didn't think of that, but you are right! What was he hiding?
Sara: ah, memories. My best memories of laundromat visits involve you. Oh, who am I kidding? All my best memories involve you!
Oh, Mae. Don't we all have our good days and our bad days?
Laundromats are the craziest places. We hit one in Amish Country, Ohio a few years ago when we were staying up there at a cabin with Josh's sister. Our laundromat patron was telling me all about the time in the 60s when they hung the colored people. I left horrified and confused and wondered if he was insane.
I think your guy is much better.
Oh My Gosh, I agree with you completely, Christie! I prefer feeling mildly amused to feeling ill, which is how I would feel after having a conversation like yours.
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