Ever have a day you’d like to throw in the trash? A day you want to tell God to take back? Where so many things begin to happen you have to laugh. Laugh or you’ll cry. It’s as if God is playing a practical joke on you. That’s how I felt today.
I still don’t have a job so I go to AppleOne and wait to see if they have any last minute jobs that come up. My recruiter tells me that they usually have jobs every day. But of course the two days I show up nothing happens. So disappointed I go home.
I knew just what would brighten my day…chili. I had had a craving for Chili cheese dogs for a few weeks and clearly there was no Wienerscnitzel (sp?) around. So I start boiling the hot dogs and my mouth is salivating. I can’t wait. I grab the can opener and start to open the chili can. Just my luck the stupid can opener is broken. It only opens parts of the can and by now I am so hungry. I will have this chili if it kills. So I begin to pry it open with a fork, knife whatever. I start using my fingers and even contemplate gnawing on it. It literally took me forty minutes to get a portion of the can open and I’m sweating at this point, but I had my chili. Now it’s time to wash clothes.
Not having the ability to wash your clothes in your home and leave them unattended sucks. I had to lug all of my heavy clothes three blocks on my back to the laundry mat. It costs me 14 quarters to wash a load. Do you know how long it takes to acquire 14 quarters when you don’t really use cash? A long time. I had to go into my little savings bucket and pull out quarters and replace it with dollars. Quarters are hard to come by.
I get all the way to the laundry mat just to discover that I had forgotten detergent or any other products used to wash clothes. This is wonderful. I love New York. So I break one of the things to never do in New York rules and ask this lady to watch my clothes while I run to the store. How dumb was that. I rush to the store and rush back and my clothes are still there. Thank you Jesus. I begin to load my clothes and put in the detergent and then I realize something. I didn’t buy detergent. I bought fabric softener. By this point I’m done. Don’t get me wrong people. I do know how to wash clothes. I didn’t need Clothes washing 101. I just wasn’t paying attention and was having a bad day. I was so through with this day. I shrug my shoulders and decide oh well at least they’ll smell good because I am not going back to the store.
I was talking to this lady about what happened and we’re laughing and at some point I’m thinking she may have pity on me and give me some of her detergent. Of course not. I forgot where I was. Just because this is what I would’ve done doesn’t mean I’m afforded this same luxury. I’m tempted to steal some of her detergent while she is not looking but decide against it. I lug my clothes home and my day gets more depressing so I just rather not harp on it.
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