Fuckin Dryers....as in a Drying Machine...

I went to do my laundry and was stocked up on quarters. The first dryer wouldn't accept my quarter, so I thought it was broken. The next dryer didn't accept my quarter and so forth to the fourth dryer. They couldn't all be broken...but they are campus drying machines...

So then...I went back to another one of the drying machines and started shoving all my quarters in there and four out of five of the quarters worked. Why? Cause the fifth one was a fuckin Canadian quarter. That was the first quarter I used on all the dryers...dryers are too damn sensitive. US quarters and Canadian quarters have the same basic monetary value! Then again...a Canadian quarter is 0.242461 US cents. So not even a quarter cause you can't round that number to a quarter! What about the weight? Cashiers don't even care!

So I have to go back up and get a quarter...sweet and simple, huh? One hour until clothes finish, huh? The timer is counting back from 60 minutes!

So while I'm waiting, my brother comes by and drops off my laptop. This is mostly an hour spent waiting for him to stop by...and then I forget my laundry and ask him to bring me to the library. But then I remember my laundry and he takes me back. I get all my shit together...the laundry bag...and go down and guess what? The fuckin dryer didn't even dry my clothes! They were less damp than when I left them there to dry...drying from just sitting there doing nothing. Do you know what the best part of drying your fucking clothes in a dryer is? That flaming hot sensation of your clothes nearly burning your flesh when you take them out of the dryer. Even Kramer from Seinfeld knows this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZ4S_uVLPCs

Plus I don't have enough quarters to do another cycle...I'm 2 quarters short. But I have some nice neighbors down the hall who gave me the fifty cents and I switched dryers and after an hour, they're warm and dry! But I guess the best part of all this came around cause I ran into a girl doing her laundry load. We talked...I told her about my laundry struggle and told her "Stay away from dryer 5! That thing will eat your quarters and do nothing! IT'S A DEMON DRYER!" She laughed...I laughed...I don't even know her name. Which made me think...I have to start asking people their names...FML

I just realized "FML" can be placed after every paragraph in this entry...