argh

[kaydeefalls]

So I need to do laundry today. So I go down to the laundry room, where I discover that two of the three laundry machines are out of order. Mind, this is less than a month after all of the machines were completely overhauled and out of order for DAYS to be fully fixed and replaced. And the one remaining machine is the crappy one that leaves your clothes clean but completely sodden and DRIPPING wet at the end, requiring two rounds in the dryer instead of one. And that one machine is also currently full of someone else's dripping wet clothes, and has been while I waited for nearly half an hour for them to come claim it. Normally I'd just unload it myself, but again, dripping wet and exceedingly unpleasant and, incidentally, this mystery person apparently has a cat because it's all covered with cat hair (not much a washing machine can do about that) and, being allergic, I don't want to touch that stuff. So I'm back up in my apartment now, having abandoned my two loads of laundry (which means rotating both through the crappy machine over two hours instead of one) on the shelf in the laundry room.

I am not in a good mood.

ETA: Okay, I got fed up and decided to start emptying the load in the washer. It was not only sodden and cat-haired, but streaked with -- sand? Something icky. I don't know if it was just that the clothes started out really gross, but I'm going to assume that washer is just as broken as the other two. Well, NOW what? Fuck.