And today...today...

Today as I was approaching the laundry room I heard loud arguing, two female voices. Hysteria; calamity. Upon entering the room I recognized both. They were in each other's face, arguing so intensely that I thought they would come to blows at any moment. In another quick minute the super was in there, pulling them apart. Someone must have alerted him to the situation.

A couple of the clothes dryers were flung open and there were clothes flung all over the place. Comically, a pair of bloomers hung on a light fixture.

Later, I got the story from the super. It appears that one of the women had been using all six dryers in the room for herself. People are like that - they don't do wash for six months and then try to do it all in one day. Fine. The other, tired of waiting, impatient, evidently didn't want to wait any longer so she took her own clothes out of a washing machine and threw them into a dryer with the other lady's! Mixed them together.

What balls huh?!

I found myself asking myself how I would react if I were the first lady. What would you do?