Laundromat considerations.

It has been a fight, an endless struggle against human malice and egoism, and eventually, a test to determine the capacity to assert oneself. The easiest and simplest thing, doing the laundry, has turned into a competition where winners get to put on clean clothes. 

In general people fancy to do their laundry on Sundays, which has become the nightmare of laundromats in person. On Sundays you meet all sorts of people in these places, and if you don't get there before 9 or after 7, there's little chance you'll make your way through an empty machine, and who's not out of service. All sorts of people, but mainly mothers and their offspring’s, filling and emptying to fill again, one machine after the other one. Everything's planned and prepared and kids are there to ensure the availability of 5 monopolized machines for at least half of the day.

So I get to think, why is it they need to perform this whole ritual every Sunday? Most of them are housewives, so they would have plenty of time to do this on a weekday. But worse, why is it that housewives with 5 children have to plan an excursion every weekend to get the wash done? It can't be for financial reasons, because when you think about it: 3 euro’s 50 per machine times 4 or 5 a week... by the end of the year they could already have bought a washing machine and a dryer.

I came to the conclusion that they liked it, maybe, far away from crabby husbands sitting home all weekend, women found their way to shorten the time they would have to spend together by escaping to the Laundromat.

As for me, I drew the conclusion not to go there on Sundays anymore. So I go on Tuesdays now. It is the perfect day, nobody's there and you get to experience other Laundromat creatures like drunkards trying to get their money changed in the coin-operated machine.