The laundromat near my warehome is a really poor excuse for a business. As I had to spend a couple hours there today, I did some looking around. 55% of the dryers were out of order, and 40% of the washers. One of the change machines was out of change and the other was broken.

As I sat there reading my Issac Asimov short stories, the one thing about the laundromat that made me smile was the twit who walked in and proceeded to put all her dirty whites into a washer that had a huge sign on the front that read, "OUT OF ORDER." Not to be deterred by the sign, she emptyied the last of her detergent into the washer and headed for the change machines.

Again, not one to read signs, she tried putting a dollar into both machines. First the one with the "no change" light lit returned her dollar. The one with the "OUT OF ORDER" sign on it just ate the dollar and gave her nothing in return. She left in a huff to get change from the 7-11 next door. Only when she came back did she realize that she now had some very sticky laundry in a non-functional washer, and that she was out of detergent.

It was a thing of beauty.

And her boyfriend gave her a "you numbskull" look that was priceless.