Laundromat fun

I'm sitting in one of the two laundromats in West Point waiting for my sheets and comforter to dry. It's raining outside and I had wanted to hang them on the line...but that's just not possible today. Our dryer at home has been messing up for some time now so both my plan A and B were gone and plan C -- the laundromat -- had to be implemented.

Besides the two random maintenance workers that are constantly carrying a varied assortment of boxes and hoses around I am the only person in here. There is only one machine going. The television is either off or just not working. There are two arcade games over in the opposite corner from where I am and I can hear Japanese voices yelling and then a loud "POW" every so often. I'm pretty sure it's a fighting game...either that or a domestic abuse game.

This place is rather boring. there is one skinny bench to sit on and it is not very comfortable. The maintenance guys keep coming and going and looking over at me on my laptop each time they exit or enter. I don't think they know that you can steal some random family's internet from here.

But all of this will just be part of my memory within a few minutes because my dryer finally stopped. My bedding items feel like they've just come out of a 500 degree oven.