Regardless

I did laundry at the laundromat today. I ran out of quarters so some things did not dry but my agoraphobia is stronger than waiting for it.

Why does every do laundry on Mondays? Doesn't anyone have a job? 

Then it's like rudeness. People look at you like you have a yellow chicken suit on. 

Looks, attention, that affects my anxiety most. I have panic sweat and it was 67 outside. 

I think most people have meaningless lives. They contribute nothing and nothing matters to them. 

I have distain for other people. You work in a busy store and see how you feel. Working for Walmart ruined my life.

Say what you will to say you matter. You don't. No one truly does.

We should have remained australopithecines. Or better yet, not apes at all. Human was a big mistake and whatever extinctes us came 1000s of years too late. 

 

Unfriendly

Let me say first that I do not have any problem with lesbianism. I mean, it is my favorite kind of naughty film.

Today, I went to the laundromat because there are issues with some of my clothes still smelling like that old house. Memory and all that, banish it so it doesn't hurt so damn bad. 

I miss my dad more than anything. I am reminded every day of something he said or what he would say. 

The laundromat is one I like, in the next town, a place I have been to many times. I do not use the one in this town because it is too damned expensive, as if they gouge for substandard service. 

So I am sitting there, watching the president talk about this stupid deal with an enemy nation, not paying any mind to anyone. 

Then this obvious lesbian girl who would win the ugliest girl contest of the month suddenly says from behind me, "Oh, I am not using that nasty washer after that man did." And a few other snide, misandric comments. 

What the fuck do you know, girl? I washed my delicate MeUndies and things in that washer, shirts with designs on them, stuff that can't be harshly washed like pants and towels can be. 

I use Woolite Delicate Care as a further precaution because MeUndies in particular will disintegrate over time if you do not take precautions. 

I am VERY particular about my underwear. I do not have certain things in them, other than the occasional pee stains because of my male problems. 

That washes out. I used a full dose of Woolite on them. I would be very disappointed if it didn't.

Let me be clear, I do not wet my pants. What happens is a reflex action when I am relaxed from peeing that causes a small amount to come down the pipe, as it were, feels like that.

It leaves a small spot, no larger than your big toenail. It isn't an issue. My underwear are not subjected to an acidic, bitter, sweaty, bleeding vulva. 

Understand that this only happens when I am upset or have to go really bad. 

This ugly girl upset me to the core. It is one thing to not like guys but to say such things in my presence? It doesn't matter, this girl is a non-entity, like an NPC in a game. 

My clothes come out clean and good. I have done laundry a long time, I know what I am doing. 

Could this be because I wore an indigo colored shirt? So I did. Doesn't mean anything. See, purple and its various shades mean to me, an expression of my pain, mental and physical. 

So, what? You don't like guys? I don't either. We have something in common. People should not assume anything. 

I will chill and not worry about what some ugly girl said. No wonder she couldn't get a guy. 

Allergy Risk

A long time ago, when I was a kid, I'd say 9 or 10, I had a severe skin irritation on my leg near my crotch area. It became crusty and bled a lot. What caused this? Many things were looked at but it became clear that the laundry soap was the blame.

What was this laundry soap?

It was Tide, the kind that comes in the red jug. There is something in Tide that triggers a severe skin allergy reaction in me. This happened when I worked at Solectron and our antistatic smocks were washed in Tide. I had to tell them.

I handled Tide while working in the stores. Yes, I was careful. I never used Tide in all the time I have done my own laundry. I have been doing my own laundry since I was a young teenager.

Maybe I have things in my laundry I don't want others to handle. I mean, MeUndies briefs may be male cut but they look like panties in the laundry basket. Especially the 'raspberry' colored one.

I am not particularly shy about my purple colored shirts. Yes, I wear purple sometimes but not for the reason you might think.

I go to the Laundromat, it doesn't bother me. The one I used for a very long time closed last summer and I have either used an expensive new one down 4th Street from the old one or this shiny big one in Cove, where I met that woman.

I went there after getting my new vz internet thingy. It was on the way back. I was very anxious because I wanted to see if it would work. It did or else I wouldn't be writing this.

Two days ago was the monthly trip to wm to buy groceries. The store was blown, shelves empty, items unavailable, I mean, there were no potatoes to be had in the produce section.

This was not restricted to any department. Even the soap aisle was blown. I looked for All but I ain't paying $12 for a big jug of it.

I saw a small, affordable jug of something I have not tried. Something I have avoided like the plague for years.
What is it?

It was this....

This may be hypo-allergenic like All Free-Clear is. I don't know. I got it because it was only $4 something.

I first used it hours ago. I will let you know if I have an allergic reaction to it. I find red spots on my skin interesting. Remember my ant bites?

I am not itchy because of the soap, dry skin sitting by the heater, you know?

You might find this interesting. Why not? What laundry soap do you use? I may keep using this kind of Tide if it has a positive result. It is about being powerful enough to clean.

I mean, a commercial washer. No telling who used it before. Or the employees of the laundry cleaned it? I don't know.

Laundry Encounter

I may be agoraphobic but I do have to go to the Laundromat if I want clean clothes, vital. I am subject to skin irritation, cursed with dry, sensitive skin like a girl's skin.


I don't know, but what I do know, not washing, wearing dirty clothes, I will get skin irritation. You try scratching your itchy private area in a polite setting. You can't and not seem like a base slob.

The Laundromat I used for many years closed last summer. I imagine the city made it close because it was next door to the LCSO and the county jail.

I am from a small town and things are set out neatly. I don't like going to the larger next town but I had to because it was late and the new laundry in my hometown closes at 10 pm. Much of the town does too.

So I went to the next town and the laundry there isn't so bad. It has TV's to watch and a good change machine. I used to have to get change at the car wash up the road from the old laundry I used.

So I did my laundry, read the most recent issue of 'Archaeology' as I did so. I save it for that, actually.

When I was done, I was leaving.

This woman came to me. She was about a few inches shorter than me with dark hair. A lined face. She was skittish and quiet. I forget her name, much to my chagrin. 

She claimed that she and her family went to the big hospital in a town 70 miles from here. They were coming back and ran out of gas, getting stranded in the that town.

She wanted a ride to the grocery store. I was going there anyway so I agreed to help her.

I do hope, if her story was true, she got home okay. But some things make me wonder, was it true?

I do not have people skills. Well, I do, from my time in retail but I am uncomfortable among other people.

I did not look at her and we did not talk much. I am wondering, was it the Christian thing to do? I believe it was. I helped her and even if her story wasn't true, I did help her out some.

I don't go anywhere much at all. Going to the laundry is one of the only very few times that I go anywhere during the month. I try to time it to when my SSI comes every month.


I  will only go to the laundry in my hometown from now on. I don't want panic-bait to happen like that again. I was panicked. After going to the store, I drove fast home, panic-driven.

I need to get new laundry soap anyway. Ran out. I used ALL 'Sensitive'. I have always used ALL. Always will.

I think it is funny if people saw my MeUndies. I may bring my laptop next time so I can write. I seem to write better when focused like I can be waiting for my clothes to wash and dry.

Quarters, freaking quarters. A pocket full of them is like a deadweight in your pants.