Laundry! Detergent! Gone! Oh No!
30 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
in House and Home, Personal Tags: a pocket for corduroy, corduroy, detergent, don freeman, found, free, home, laundry, Lost, missing, tide
This is the story of my missing laundry detergent.
Yesterday, while taking up two loads of freshly dried laundry back to my apartment, I left my detergent downstairs in the laundry room, as I intended to come right back with another two loads to wash.
I got distracted. I never came back to do loads 3 and 4.
Poor laundry detergent got left behind, overnight, all by itself. Like Corduroy in “A Pocket for Corduroy” by Don Freeman, I am sure it had many exciting adventures overnight, looking for it’s owner, because when I went back to look for it today, it was gone! Nowhere to be found in the laundry room.
I realized this when it crossed my mind that it would be good to finish off loads 3 and 4 today. Detergent not in linen closet. Oh no. I left it downstairs – it’s probably still there. I mean, who steals laundry detergent, right?
So I brought down loads 3 and 4, and to my dismay, there was no Tide bottle in sight.
I went upstairs and wrote a note, explaining said dismay at someone’s thoughtless and inconsiderate kleptomaniacal actions. It included emotional and accusatory language such as: “Really? That desperate for detergent? Get a life.”
Then went back downstairs with a large, unwieldy Costco sized jug of backup detergent that the old owners of the apartment left for us when they moved out.
So mad that I forgot to add said backup detergent to the first load before starting it. Then madly scrambled to add detergent, eventually adding too little because the washer was already halfway through spraying the soap drawer, which turned out to be too much, because I realized very soon after that it was non-HE detergent. Stood there and watched, fuming, as the washer inevitably oversudsed.
Posted my note.
Then thought I’d look around one last time.
Washer area: nope.
Dryer area: nope.
Clothes folding area: nope.
Creepy lounge area with old national geographics and vinyl benches: nope.
Washroom: nope.
Room with big laundry sink: nope.
…wait…
Room with big laundry sink has cupboards.
***BINGO!!!***
Oh hello there Tide Free, I’ve missed you. I’m sorry for having abandoned you in the dark and creepy laundry room overnight. Did you have a grand adventure? I hope so. How did you end up in this cupboard? Some kind person must’ve dropped you off here.
So the last laugh’s on me. To think, I was absolutely LIVID at the person who took my detergent, livid enough to write one of those hilariously angry notes that are dead serious to the author, but hilarious to anyone else reading it in a reasonable state of mind.
Thank you, kind person. I hope you have a very good weekend, indeed.
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