The Most Awkward Laundry Experiences

At my apartment building we have a laundry room, a community laundry room because I was too cheap to find an apartment with it's own washing machine so now I community launder with the rest of the wonderful citizens of Continental. It's a laundry party. There is one problem with our wonderful community laundering experience: I am a woman and sometimes there are men. In fact statistically it's probably 50% of the time if there is someone in the laundry at the same time as me it's going to be a man. I feel like laundry rooms should be like bathrooms; we should have one for women and one for men. I mean honestly I have more privacy in the bathroom then I do in the laundry room, which now that I think about it is probably how it should be. But it's so awkward to be sitting there all puttin' my laundry in the washer and in walks a man, usually a friendly one too. Then they want to talk to you and it's all like yes please continue conversing with me about how warm it is today while I subtly try to stick my bra here between my two pairs of jeans and smuggle it into the washer without you noticing. I love when that happens! It's like the best moment of my life. The laundry room is not like online dating we don't go there with the purpose of meeting someone we go there to put clothes in the washer. And I just want to do it alone!