
On my way upstairs, I cross paths with these two. I come downstairs later to get my shit. The laundry room is in the basement and is like this 25x10 box, so with all the laundry and dryer machines, it's tight quarters. I come downstairs and see this woman handling my laundry out of my drier. I look around, the place is a fucking disaster area from these two. Just shit everywhere. She goes "Is this yours?" "Ah...yep." She goes "oh we were waiting for you." Let me say I wear a watch and it takes 30 minutes for each load, not exactly a long time, so I'm pretty on the mark give or take 5 minutes.
Instead of screaming "DON'T TOUCH MY FUCKING LAUNDRY," (NOTE: I had some laundry stolen out of the dryer around Christmas, so I'm kind of sensitive about people handling my laundry. I have to admit I've done the same, which is why I didn't get pissed at them) and realizing they were down there the entire time, I just kind of look at her and say "you know there are units on the other side, right?" She gets PISSED. "Yeah, we do." I say "Don't you have anything better to do upstairs than sit down here and watch the laundry?" She points at this sign and gets more agitated and goes "See that! We're prompt and courteous." I go "Yeah, you waited three minutes. See this watch?"
Then the guy chimes in and goes (imagine your best lukewarm IQ "southern drawl") "Don't talk to my mom like that." He wasn't angry or anything, but man, you can tell these two don't have too many firing synapses upstairs. I almost felt pity for the guy.
So I just make sure I have my shit and leave. He goes "don't worry, mom, he probably has a dumb job."

So I remember I had some towels and bedsheets I forgot about downstairs. I go down there, of course, she's there. He's gone. She's getting something out of the first dryer, so I had to kind of sneak behind her to get to my shit. I accidentally get the door as I'm sneaking behind her. Oops. Seriously, it was an accident.
SHE ERUPTS. "I HAVE 30 STITCHES THERE."
SORRY
"FUCK YOU, YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE."
Me: You do realize there's a camera right there?
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE CAMERA. I'M ABOUT TO GO TELL MY SON ABOUT YOUR COCKY ATTITUDE."
I'm basically just dumbfounded right now. What can I say?
She's staring a hole through my head. I grab my shit as I walk out I go
Boo fucking hoo.
"FUCK YOU!!!"
