Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Day 4: At the Suites; Who took my laundry?
We are on Day 4 of our Hotel stay. I ventured down to the laundry room. There are 3 washers and 5 dryers. I thought this could be very efficient. I can do ALL my laundry at once. I separated it into 3 loads, got them going in the wash and headed back to the room. 40 minutes later I ambled back to the laundry room exchanging pleasantries with hotel staff along the way. I made it to the laundry room and started taking my clothes out of the washer and putting them into the dryer. I got to the 3rd load, opened the washer...it was empty! What??? I know I had 3 loads. I did didn't I? Am I losin' it? I checked and double checked, the load had disappeared. I walked back to the room in a confused state. Would someone really want my plain ole' socks, t-shirts..etc. I started imagining the other guests I had passed in the halls and seen at the buffet. I hate to admit it but I was already mentally forming an accusation. I thought it may be some out of towner with a gaggle of kids. I decided to take the high road and thought if they needed clothes that badly then I don't mind. On the other hand when Mark stated that "they were probably stolen" I said "no, I don't think anyone would do that, they will show up, I'm sure it was accidental."
An hour later I walked down again thinking someone would eventually notice they had taken the wrong load and return it. Nope, nothing. I explain to Mark that I've lost a load of clothes. He looks at me. I see a look in his eyes that says "how did you lose a whole load of laundry?" I stare back with a look that said "don't even say it."
Finally, this afternoon I checked again and there in a pile in a cart were my sparkling (well maybe not sparkling) whites. I'm not crazy after all. I'm still not sure how someone takes the wrong load. I imagined it to be somebodys husband. Maybe his wife sent him down to retrieve their laundry and he came back with the wrong stuff. I can just see her looking at a pile of unfamiliar whites on the bed and saying "Whose are these?"