So there I am, doing my laundry in the apartment complex laundry room, and I notice that not 1, but 3 of the 6 dryers are out of order. One of them has had a sign taped to it since the beginning of last month.
I decide that the only way to get things done is to do them myself, so I call the number for the washer/dryer company (we'll call them WindowsGreen) to report the malfunctioning machines and get them scheduled for service.
While I'm on the phone with WindowsGreen's answering service, Not-All-There (NAT) lady comes in and starts putting her laundry in one of the washers. Now, I have never seen NAT lady in my entire life. All I know about her is that she must occasionally feel the need to wash her clothing and that she probably lives somewhere in the same apartment complex. That sums up my entire knowledge of NAT lady.
NAT lady is quiet as I finish giving WindowsGreen the details of the broken dryers and hang up. I turn to let NAT lady know that three of the dryers are broken, but dryers 1, 3, and 4 still work, and dryer 1 is currently empty.
NAT lady says, "Oh?"
Me: "Yeah, I just got off the phone with the repair company."
NAT lady: "Did you tell them that I have to walk all the way across the complex to do my laundry?"
Me: ????
(So apparently I am a magical being because I know how to call a phone number on a wall, and thus I must know exactly what every stranger around me is thinking and what they want me to convey. When do I get my wings?)
I decide that the only way to get things done is to do them myself, so I call the number for the washer/dryer company (we'll call them WindowsGreen) to report the malfunctioning machines and get them scheduled for service.
While I'm on the phone with WindowsGreen's answering service, Not-All-There (NAT) lady comes in and starts putting her laundry in one of the washers. Now, I have never seen NAT lady in my entire life. All I know about her is that she must occasionally feel the need to wash her clothing and that she probably lives somewhere in the same apartment complex. That sums up my entire knowledge of NAT lady.
NAT lady is quiet as I finish giving WindowsGreen the details of the broken dryers and hang up. I turn to let NAT lady know that three of the dryers are broken, but dryers 1, 3, and 4 still work, and dryer 1 is currently empty.
NAT lady says, "Oh?"
Me: "Yeah, I just got off the phone with the repair company."
NAT lady: "Did you tell them that I have to walk all the way across the complex to do my laundry?"
Me: ????
(So apparently I am a magical being because I know how to call a phone number on a wall, and thus I must know exactly what every stranger around me is thinking and what they want me to convey. When do I get my wings?)
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