Just over two weeks ago, someone broke into our building and stole the change machine part of our only laundry machines. Our landlord told us it would be fixed ‘Soon’ but we haven’t seen or heard from him since. We were already needing to do laundry when the machines were broken into.
We’ve managed to get to the laundromat once since then to do two loads, but we have since run out of various items of attire considered necessary. When I was on the crutches, I wasn’t much good to go to the laundromat (it’s a 20 minute walk uphill.) It’s too far to go with backpacks, and I’m still kind of limping around, so really, this is ridiculous. We’re annoyed. I suppose I should be glad that the landlord threatened the upstairs neighbours after we complained to him about the 48 hour long parties they’ve had every weekend since they moved here in May – the last two weekends have been quiet.
You don’t want to know what the status of our clothing is.
Oh yeah, and there’s the added factor that someone broke into our building and stole the laundry change. Or someone inside the building broke into the laundry machines and stole the change. Either way, I am so ready to move right now it hurts. I may not own very much, but what I do have has value at least to me, and I don’t like this one little bit.