They ruined my laundry, so I made their next load… memorable
This happened a few years ago when I was living in the dorms at college.
If you’ve ever done laundry in a dorm, you already know… it’s basically a gladiator arena with lint. The dryers were not cheap, so I always tried to be strategic and economical. I’d set a timer, show up early, so i could get my clothes out right when it was finished.
One day, I came back a few minutes before my cycle was done, with my bag of snack sized doritos feeling very responsible, only to find my clothes had been pulled out early and dumped onto a table. Annoying already, but it gets better. The table was covered in a puddle of soda. So now my almost-dry clothes were damp, sticky, and smelled like a pepsi.
I was furious. Not “mild inconvenience” furious… more like “I paid for that dryer time and now I have to rewash everything” furious.
Now, I’m not a destructive person. But I do believe in… educational pettiness.
I noticed the person’s clothes were still in the dryer. So, I added the full bag of snack-size Doritos into their laundry load, shut door and set it to high heat and let the cycle continue.
When that dryer finished i happened to be hanging out in the lounge outside the laundry area. A girl came out looking angry with a laundry basket full of orange streaked dorito smelling clothes.
Was it mature? No.
Did it restore balance to the universe? Also no.
Did it make me feel better in that exact moment? Absolutely.
Moral of the story: don’t touch other people’s laundry. Or you might end up smelling like a walking snack aisle.