The Laundromat

This story is out of sequence because it happened before I got married, while I was living in the apartment with Jane. Her and I both put off laundry as long as we could, because it was a real pain to do since we didn't have a car. Usually one or the other of us were going home to our parents house and would take all of the laundry from both of us.

After I started working at Clayton's, doing the laundry was much easier. The salon was in a strip mall and there was a laundromat right next door. No busier than I was, it was very easy for me to put them in to wash, go back to the shop till it was time to put them in the dryer and so forth. Well, this one time I came out of the salon to get our clothes out of the dryer and they were on fire. I don't mean a little smoke, I mean flames!! The fire department was there and had it almost put out by the time I got there. The clothes had all burned up.

When I called and talked to the proprieter, I asked him what he was going to do about my clothes. He asked me what I was going to do about his dryer!!He said I had put things in the dryer that I was not suppose to, and I was responsible. The conversation went on like that for awhile and we ended the call. I assumed he was going to get in touch with me to find out how much he owed us. I didn't hear from him for a few days, so I called him again. He kept insisting that it was my fault and that I had to pay for his dryer. I was so upset that I was near tears. Clayton talked to me about it and said the man was trying to intimidate me becasue I was young and naive. He told me to call him and tell him that if he didn't do something about my clothes that he would be dealing with my lawyer. Soon after that he contacted me and told me to make an itemized list of what all was in there and that he would pay me for it. Of course we didn't get full replacement money for them, but we got a fairly good size check.