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Thursday, October 16, 2003



seriously considering swiping this guy's washboard. he'll be better off without it. it'll save me some quarters, too.

BUSTED.

as i went down to the laundry room today, i discovered a sign on the door saying,
"PLEASE NOTE, THE LATEST TIME TO DO LAUNDRY IS 9:00PM!!! Any questions, please contact the office. Thank you!"
hmmm...a quick recon of the other laundry room doors in the other buildings turned up no other signs, leading me to believe this was the result of a complaint. After 358 days of living here, someone finally noticed that i've routinely been doing laundry after 9pm, even though i've always been on super-stealth mode and often been under the cover of a 1000 humming air conditioners. i can't help it, man! i get home from work at 10 every night. my uniforms are wasted. i don't have enuff shirts or pants to leave it for a day off (since getting more uniforms from my employer is more difficult than obtaining weapons of mass destruction.) and getting up in the morning to do laundry is SOOOO out of the question. what's a blue-collar guy to do? what a bugger.