People of Richmond,
If you don't want creepy old dudes touchin' your shit don't go to the coin laundry on Ryland and Grace. Moving my stuff to the dryers FOR ME isn't doing me any favors, buddy. I was coming back to do that myself. I don't put my bras in there. I don't put clothes that aren't supposed to go in the dryer in the dryer. I'm the only person I want touching my underwear (unless they have my consent). If you put three towels in a dryer with all the other clothes its gonna take them A LOT longer to dry which is a huge inconvinience for me. All of these things are made worse by the fact THAT I DIDN'T WANT YOU TOUCHING MY STUFF IN THE FIRST PLACE. I'm glad you lost a couple bucks of your own money paying for my clothes to finish drying and I hope you keep losing business. I ain't comin' back. I had a very, very calm day before this. (<-- That last bit is a link. And its a good'un!)
End rant.
PS. I had a delicious brunch at 821 this morning. If you're in the Richmond area and are looking to have a delicious brunch but not looking to get your clothes touched by weirdoes without your consent, then I highly suggest 821. I can't be all negative.
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