Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Laundry Existence

I’m not the kind of guy that puts the extra clean sock into the drawer until its mate is found.

I’m the kind of guy that puts the extra sock back into the hamper. Through this process, the odd sock is trapped in this endless cycle of laundry, where it will be washed into eventual nothingness, I assume.


I feel bad for this poor, unwanted sock who wants only to serve his function in life by warming my feet, yet knows only the purgatory of my hamper, washer and dryer.

But that is just the way my system works.

You see, with me there is no such thing as Laundry Day.

It is more of a Laundry Existence type of scenario.

First of all, I rarely fold my clothes. Just ask any of my previous roommates, and they will all tell you the same thing. I put clothes in the washer. When they are washed, I move them to the dryer, hit the timer, and then hit “start.”
That’s it. No more steps.

The step I purposely ignore is one that makes me shudder: Folding clothes. It just seems so awful. Like, I have to fold and pile all of it? Really? No thanks, I’d rather not have to physically account for each and every item I own. Then, I’m expected to figure out where to put them in the drawers. I mean, what if there is not enough drawer space?

And forget about hanging things.

Ugh.

It’s not just the act of putting the items of clothes on the hanger. I also have to button all of the buttons so that the collars of my collared shirts don’t appear as if they are desperately trying to bend, curl, and flower out. And I’m not even going to get into the damage done by the hangers themselves. So many of my favorite shirts have fallen victim to the dreaded shoulder nipples that inevitably form as a result of those stupid hanging contrivances.

Now, if I think of it, I will take some items out and fold them. But I am only talking about the big ticket items: t-shirts or dress shirts. Anything that I wear on my outermost layer in which people will make fun of me if it is wrinkled.

So how do I avoid folding clothes? It’s very easy, actually. I simply don’t do it.


“The best clothes drawer is the dryer.” 
                                       –Youngman Brown


I want that to be written on something hard. Preferably stone or marble.

I simply leave all of my shit in the dryer until one of two things happen. Either I need one of the items (this happens every morning), or someone else needs the dryer (in which case I simply move the items to a laundry basket). Typically, however, if I hear the washing machine running, I will preemptively move my items out of the dryer so as to not delay the other person. And considering that I currently live alone, the system has been pointedly great.

How, one might ask, with such a lazy, messy, and pathetic system, do I know when it is time to actually do the wash?

The answer is simple. I have a special pair of underwear.

They are a plaid pair of blue boxers, and they let me know that the following day is laundry day, for I never wear them if I currently have any other clean underwear at my disposal.

I call this special pair of boxers “The Closing Ceremonies.”

The Closing Ceremonies serve the same function as the pink lines that you sometimes see on your receipts. No, they aren’t there for decoration to make your receipt look prettier. They are there to tell the cashier that register tape is about to run out.

By my nature, I am a procrastinator, so this whole last-pair-of-boxers-alert is the cherry atop the sundae of my Laundry Existence. They force me to finally do my laundry.

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So there you have it. That is the basic structure of my Laundry Existence. It’s a pretty great system, if you really think about it.

Except for one thing.

Today, my washing machine broke.

If that wasn’t bad enough, I just so happen to be wearing The Closing Ceremonies.

The Laundromat is closed. And I have to be at work at 6:30 tomorrow morning.

I believe that my only solution is to stop at Walmart tomorrow morning to add some new boxers to my collection. The question becomes, what do I wear on my way?

Perhaps it is my imagination, but I swear that I can hear a tiny delighted laughter coming from my hamper.

It’s the kind of laugh that might very well suit a sock puppet.

-Youngman Brown




18 comments:

  1. Oh Mr Laundry God (aka Mike), Why does EVERY single article of clothing I put in the dryer get inside out? Socks, boxers, tshirts. If i threw my shoes inside there, I'm sure they'd come out there leather-side-in.

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  2. Chris, it is God's way of telling us that we are not supposed to do such a laborious task as cleaning our laundry.

    Try my system. Then you will at least be able to spread out the unfolding and refolding.

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  3. I'll give it a shot. As for what you should do for tomorrow...Instead of going to Walmart and buying more, or going to any other drastic measures, heed the advice of Tom Petty...or at least someone who wants to be Tom Petty.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2BPUY_4Y40

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  4. Haha, Chris! Maybe I will go "free ballin" tomorrow. Perhaps I could even put that spare sock to good use after all...

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  5. I avoid buttoning my dress shirts by buttoning the first one so that it will stay on the hangar, and this makes it much easier to remove from the hangar to wear in the future!

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  6. A very good trick, Rachael. One that I shall soon employ.

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  7. There is no question that I would follow your system if I could get away with wrinkled clothes at work, or in my social life without getting constant ridicule from my friends. I hate folding too. I dont mind the other aspects of doing laundry and I like clean clothes - i'm no slob.

    But unfortunately clothes tends to wrinkle sitting in the dryer so I have to get them out in a timely manner.

    I just need to become independently wealthy so that I can hire someone to fold my clothes or just say screw it and wear them wrinkled all the time.

    SD
    TheSimpleDude.com

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  8. SimpleDude, I agree. If only wrinkled clothes would come into style.

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  9. Once, when I was in college, went to the store and purchased and additional 21 pairs of briefs just to put off doing laundry.

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  10. I follow the same laundry methods. Makes life easier. Folding is a joke. Too much like work and time consuming!

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  11. Extra sock back in the hamper is my signature move. The same move applies to the clean shirt that I forgot to fold and is now too wrinkly to wear out in public.

    Very funny, and very close-to-home for me (don't tell my wife).

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  12. So funny. The only stage of laundry that I hate is lugging them upstairs to put them away. My dream is to have a washer and dryer inside a ginormous walk-in-closet (why not dream big), the theory being that it would just be a small step to put my clothes in their rightful places. Oh, and I could put a tv in there and watch my crazy people shows while I do it!

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  13. Of course the key is finding someone who loves you enough to do your laundry. Don't hate me....

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  14. Hear hear...folding clothes sucks, but ironing them sucks even more!

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  15. One thing is certain, you're definitely not of the Dobi caste. This was hilarious and such a perfect post for Dude Write lol... at least in my mind. Loved it :)

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  16. Shoulder nipples. That is funny! I am hazarding a guess that you also have never ironed an item of clothing in your life. Ironing is the bane of my existence. Ugh. In fact, I don't do it. If an item of clothing doesn't come out of the dryer wrinkle-free I throw it out. Clothing that requires extra work is a no-no at my house. Enjoying reading through the dude write posts! Great idea!

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  17. I still live with my parents, so we have an arrangement where I'll take the clothes off the line, my parents will fold them when they get home and I'll put them away. But I so often look at the pile of folded clothes and think "I've got more important things to do" that by the time they get put away, the next week's pile of clothes is sitting on top. I just take me pants and socks for the day out of this pile.

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  18. Yay for refusal to fold! I don't fold. I put things away with a STUFF.

    No space in the drawer? Who cares? Stuff it in anyway! Can't be bothered to hang it up? Stuff it on a shelf!
    Not enough space to hang all the wet clothes on the radiators? Stuff them all on anyway!

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