i'm busy on saturdays

i was told when i moved in that the washing machine was broken. that i would have to use the laundromat, but there was a really good one nearby that folded everything for you. i didn't worry about it too much at the time, because i was pretty desperate for a place to live.

but now, a week later when i need to do my washing, i am getting really pissed off. yesterday, after walking up and down the street multiple times trying to find the bloody laundromat, i realised that it was closed. tonight, when i got home from work, i went again to the laundromat. it is closed and closes at 7pm. wtf?! when am i supposed to do my washing?!

sure, i could have done it on saturday, but i didn't realise that saturdays were going to be such a window of opportunity for washing because my flatmate told me that the laundromat was open in the evening. i mean, 7pm?! that is not evening! that's late afternoon! jesus.

furthermore, if i *do* get to the laundromat, by some miracle, before 7pm, i will have to leave my washing there and pick it up the next day. i am convinced this means that some dirty old man is going to paw through my (fairly expensive) underwear. plus, i will have to go to the added effort of keeping a list of what underwear i give him, in case he tries to sell it.

i am very annoyed.