I'm in Denver and I keep seeing more and more coin shortage signs. I understand physically yes but in the big picture or behind the scenes why is this going on, what does it mean and what's going to happen next? I have never seen this before. I have been inside for a few days so thanks for any information!
Here in Europe, more specifically, Portugal no one seems to have a laundry room unless you’re pretty wealthy, everyone I know including me, have our washing machine in the kitchen, I moved a while from an apartment and now I live in a 2 floor house, so we have a little room to hide some stuff like a basement or an attic on the ground floor, so we have our machines there. Most of us also don’t have dryers, we use clotheslines. Why is it so common to see these laundry rooms and so many actual houses instead of apartments?
My sweet rough collie is always trying to help out around the house. If you are carrying something heavy, he will grab one end of it and 'help' you carry it away. If you are dragging to end of an extension cord, he will pick up the end in his mouth and keep it from touching the floor. If you are putting a shelf together his right there snoopervising the whole thing.
I was told that he really needed a job of his own to do! So I gave him one...it only took him a few tries before he caught onto what I was asking of him. By the end of the day, he was an expert laundry helper. He caught on quick! Today I opened the dryer and he bopped right over to assist. I believe that it's given him a sense of importance. He's actually helping now! I do so love my good boy.
When I was in my early 20’s I had a bf and we lived together the last 6 months of our relationship.
We lived together and his twin 7 year old daughters. It was a small space with a small washer and dryer. As you can imagine, the hamper filled up quickly. So I did laundry every day or every other day. Wash, Dry, Fold, Sort into piles. I’d give the girls their clothes and they would put them away. I’d put mine away and I’d give him his. After a few weeks of this he got frustrated at me.
“I’m tired, every night all I want to do is go to bed and you hand me a stack of laundry to put away. Just leave it, we can do it on Saturday”
I’m sitting here thinking, you ungrateful jerk, I wash, I dry, I fold, I sort, for me and you and your (not mine) two kids and all I ask is you put your own clothes away. It would have taken 5 minutes.
So I said ok and I stopped doing his laundry and their laundry. Not grateful for doing you a favor and helping care for your kids? No problem. I’m happy to s... keep reading on reddit ➡
warning! It’s a long one
It’s been awhile. I’m still chugging a long in my marriage that I thought was slightly improving.
The pandemic has let it be known that my husband does have some kind of complex mommy issues. I think we all knew this was always the case but it’s becoming more apparent and he is even admitting to having “anxiety” with his mom. He is like an onion and it’s taken years to get him to even admit this.
Long story short, we became pregnant before the pandemic. It was planned (we already have one child). Then Covid-19 hit. Unable to travel or see anyone, we kept it under wraps from family until 22 weeks. My mom knew earlier on but we didn’t tell anyone else for months.
Before the baby’s arrival, I felt it would be important to get away. Just me, my husband and our first born. A “babymoon”; a last hoorah before we become four.
I picked a camping trip style of sorts. Close to the mountains. Lots of options to be safe and distance. We have NEVER had a trip th... keep reading on reddit ➡
Hello majestic humans of the world, I have been drawn here today to tell the tale of a woman that has made me question all of my life decisions.
I work at a hotel in a college town. I have seen some madness in my time at the hotel, but have been completely desensitized to it all. I have also met some pretty entitled people. I have been screamed at and attacked, but this particular person has.....definitely made me question my life and reminded me why I am in college to better my life.
Some information about my work place: we will allow 3 room moves if necessary. So, the room you’re assigned to at check in is the first 1. Then if you move, that’s the 2nd. Move again, that’s the 3rd. If you wish to move another time, then you’re being charged for that room. However, this policy only occurs if the person has no valid reason for a room move. Now, if the persons 3rd room ends up having a busted pipe, that’s completely different. But, this woman in the story is why we have this policy.... keep reading on reddit ➡
Here’s an update but first of all, I wanted to say thank you. Your comments, advice and concern have really made me feel supported and even stronger.
I want to make it clear that I’m taking this very seriously and I will ensure I handle this with my children in mind as well as my well being.
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So far, my husband no longer has hidden passwords from me for his tech. We will have an open relationship with his passwords from now on.
Tracking is OFF. I watched him turn out tracking from his family. As I assumed, they all had the option to watch him. We know as of right now, only his mother was abusing this feature. It will never be allowed again. BUT no one should be tracking him - except me. ***(EDIT: let me clarify - we have the OPTION TO TRACK each other. We have kids. If I go out, and I’m very pregnant, I want him to be able to see where I am. If he is out, especially with my son, I would want to be able to see. Do we check it often? No... keep reading on reddit ➡
I feel like laundry skills are underrated. You can easily ruin a high quality clothing item in one foul swoop.
Stuck in an apartment complex with laundry machines that only take quarters, but nobody will give out quarters with the pandemic/coin shortage. There's 120 units in this building and we're all scrambling to find quarters to do laundry. I normally get em from the grocery store, but all stores have stopped giving out coins.
Planning on trying the bank later today, but just wondering how you guys are dealing with this? Is there something the apartment complex can do? Maybe a laundromat might be the best option?
UPDATE: went to the bank, they allow one roll, and technically only to businesses but they let me have one.
Like at first it was so casual, “oh yeah, need to wash my masks” then i thought about how normal its become and who knows how many years and years we are gonna be doing this at this rate. Its fucking scary to think we’ll probably have a quarter million dead before the end of the year...
I’m not referring to opening up the coin deposit box of the laundry machines, rather just the control panel that allows you to start the cycle.
My (31f) husband (28m) wants to quit his job of 5 years being an engineer to work at a laundry mat as the manager. He said he is done with the stress of his current job and wants to have a no stress job. He is a very good engineer but hates people. The people part is what stresses him out not the job itself. If he does quit his job we will not have health insurance (US). We have a 7 month old who I stay home with and I am so worried that if something happens we will not be able to stay afloat financially. He just dismisses all my concerns. I want to support him but I feel like it is just a cop out going to this other job and leaving the engineering field. I tried to get him to apply to a different job in his field but he just says they are all the same and he is done with it. Am I being selfish for wanting him to stay in engineering or should I support him in switching to working at a laundry mat.
This happened 13 years ago. My wife's youngest sister was living with us in a place that had a second floor and a basement. The washer and dryer were in the basement, while the bedrooms were all on the second floor.
Her sister would drop her clothes down the laundry chute, but tended to do her laundry only intermittently. She usually purchased new clothes rather than stay home and wash her dirty clothes. I would periodically remind her that her clothing was taking up an unacceptable amount of space downstairs, but nothing ever changed.
One night, she had actually been home all day and still hadn't done a lick of laundry, despite being reminded twice that day alone that her clothing was taking up half the laundry area in the basement. (It was six 3-foot-tall laundry baskets, plus a healthy amount of overflow.) About 10 pm, I got fed up. So I took all her laundry back upstairs and piled it all up against her bedroom door - effectively barricading her inside her bedroom. The message was... keep reading on reddit ➡
First time poster. On mobile, sorry for any formatting, etc etc. TL;DR at the bottom.
This happened in late 2015 on my college campus.
Cast: Me - first-time Resident Assistant in coed upperclassmen dorm building EK - bitchy resident (sophomore, on Women's soccer team) ESM - Entitled Soccer Mom (EK's mother) GA - grad assistant, my direct supervisor within Res Life
For those who aren't familiar, RA's are college students who are responsible for dealing with issues their fellow resident students experience in the dorms. We enforce university policies, generally try to keep the peace and keep everybody safe and healthy.
A group of 4 girls on the soccer team lived catty-corner to me (across the hall, down one room.) They threw loud parties every week and their guests often trashed our floor as well as threw drinks on my door, ripped down my flyers, etc. I was incredibly chill and at MOST broke up their parties after issuing TWO WARNINGS when I could hear them playin... keep reading on reddit ➡
It's by far the easiest of all the chores. It takes literally 1 minute to put it on and like 5 hang it up after. All the actual work is done by the washing machine.
We all know the challenges that have come from COVID-19.
Due to Covid exposure with in their system, some therapists and other medical clinics have opted to stay closed for a bit longer.
I haven’t spoken to my parents since before lockdown started. They disrespected my husband, our life choices and my own personal career choices.
I got a text from my father a few hours ago, I wasn’t at all surprised given he is a total narc with the entitled boomer attitude. He was ranting about how people shouldn’t be airing their “dirty laundry” on Facebook or twitter, etc.
What was this dirty laundry you ask? A person asking if anyone knew if local therapists were taking online appointments because hers wasn’t at this time.
I lost my temper and told him that asking for help in a global pandemic is not airing dirty laundry. If we wanted to talk about dirty laundry, let’s talk about the abuse I suffered at his and my mother’s hands.
So WIBTBF for losing my shit on him for calling someone w... keep reading on reddit ➡
Friends, Colleagues, Workplace Proximity Associates,
I come to you with a question. How the fuck can I get my dirty laundry to smell better? My partner and I are both runners,. Accordingly, our laundry bin often smells like rotten Carbonara, which affects both our running/non-running attire. We're looking for relatively passive solutions, if possible, to this smelly mess, but we're willing to make solving this a more involved process.
I (24F) have been living with my BF (25M) for a little over a year. It hasn't always been smooth sailing but in general we're good at de-escalating our arguments, identifying compromises, etc. For a pair of hot-headed people, I think we've done a really good job adapting to each other and our living situation overall and in general we're very happy and progressing well life-wise and relationship-wise.
Well, the issue lies with laundry, in case you haven't guessed by the title. We share a hamper, have W/D in the apartment, and previously I used to wash our clothes together without really separating them or worrying about whose stuff was in the wash load. This always resulted in my half of the laundry put away in my dresser (I won't pretend I'm perfect and always put it right away, but after a day or so it'll almost always be out of sight, sometimes I'm lazy) and his left kind of strewn about the bedroom, on the bed still, or piled on top of his dresser. It looks horrible and I hate it.... keep reading on reddit ➡
I am currently here and 4 customers are doing laundry without masks... pretty gross look during a pandemic. I asked the person at the counter why they weren’t asking people to wear them and he said that it was too hard to fight with people. Anybody know of any place to do laundry in the olympia area that hasn’t decided that it is too hard to provide a safe environment for employees and patrons?
Haha that's so funny, you're my son but you wear womens' underwear. Isn't it weird that a MAN would wear WOMENS' UNDERWEAR!!!
What do you mean that's offensive, [deadname]? You just have to have a sense of humor about these things, like the fact that I obviously still think of you as a man performing femininity instead of a woman, which is coincidentally the worst way you can imagine being perceived and your own family thinking about you that way is basically your biggest fear.
-- my dad
Today, I decided to soak some of my clothes in the washer machine to get the stains out. When I come to put them into the dryer, where are they? On top of the dog cage! Soaked and in a pile. My brother couldn't be bothered to put my clothes in the dryer, which is right beside the washer. My brother is a POS, who never cleans up after himself, and always denys that it was him that did it. Probably a narcissist, but refuses to go to therapy.
So I decide to pay him back. I take his clothes out of the washer (They still reek like deodorant, he literally pours it on himself) and I put them on top of the dog cage. But alas! I miss the dog cage, and instead they land on the floor, which is our garage floor. Oh well! Not my problem. Have fun with your dirty, wet, stinky clothes brother!
This is, hands down, the weirdest thing I’ve ever encountered... hahaha. I don’t even know where to start.
Shortest version possible;
I (31f) have moved in with my partner (32m) and his family to weather the COVID storm after both of our hours were cut in half at work (we worked together). I’ve been absolutely blessed and have managed to find a new full time role and will be moving out in just under 2 months, and I’ve been staying here for nearly 4 months at this stage.
The deal is; I pay a really sensible amount of ‘board’ each week and so does my partner. I buy my own groceries and do all of my own chores. My partner generally lets MIL smother him, they have a complicated history, sounds like she was pretty average as a mother during his teen years after his bio dad left and is making up for it now by doing his laundry etc... I guess it helps her feel better about their past? Anyway I digress.
When I first moved in, everything was fine. MIL seemed a little emotionally pushy bu... keep reading on reddit ➡
My usual method was to get quarters at my bank. They told me they don't have any and that there is a national coin shortage. What does that even mean? Did all the coins disappear? They have to be somewhere.