Laundry day! And since our washer is on the fritz again, I am off to a new-to-me local laundromat (the Elfhame Wash & Dash) to justify my epithet of "Laundry Faerie." We'll see how it goes.
Just chillin' and sudsin' at the laundromat. As you do.
4:18 p.m.
The handsome fae attendant has twice had to forbid a young vampire from playing in the extra-large-capacity dryers. "One more time and I uninvite you from the premises," he warns. A couple of elderly banshee customers nod and tut in agreement.
The vampire is now sulking punkishly in the darkest corner of the place. He's spotted a rolling laundry cart and it doesn't take an Einstein to figure out what he's planning to do next.
4:19 p.m.
Young punk vampire has now grabbed the cart and is merrily rolling up and down the aisles yelling "I'm Batman!" This won't end well.
4:22 p.m.
Well, Count Suckpunk just ran over several tomtar, who are now yelling at him and cursing rather violently in Swedish. The attendant, looking weary despite his immortal beauty, wades into the fray. Meanwhile I'm loading a dryer and minding my bidness.
4:25 p.m.
The attendant is making the vampire apologize to the tomtar. "I wasn't trying to hurt anyone, I was just bored," he mumbles.
The eldest tomten isn't having it. "I don't care if yer undead, yer cruisin' for a bruisin'!" he says in a carrying voice.
The attendant sighs. He seems to be rethinking his career choices.
4:29 p.m.
Oh hey, one of Santa's elves just showed up. With one of the biggest red loads I've ever seen.
4:35 p.m.
The elf was listening in on the vampire-tomtar brouhaha as he loaded an extra-high-capacity washer.
He is now making a list. And checking it twice.
4:41 p.m.
Wup, the attendant just dropped a roll of quarters. They scattered everywhere and now the young vampire is searching for and counting every single one.
The elf looks over, pulls out his list and makes a few amendments.
4:42 p.m.
"Forty! Forty quarters! Ah ah ah ah" *BOOOOOM*
5:11 p.m.
Welp, my load is dry and I think I'm going to fold this at home, just in case things get any crazier and someone calls the chupacopras. Thanks for coming with me!
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