so my silly neighbour who couldn't figure out the laudry facilities on her own moved out a month or two ago. her live-in boyfriend finally chased her away with his brutish, emotionally abusive self. a real piece of work that one. and also laundry challenged, it turns out.
he kept doing laundry at random intervals in the week and tying up the machines for days at a time by just leaving this laundry in them. eventually i'd just move his clothes and start doing mine. i had requested we set up a basic schedule (like i had with my previous neighbour) but that apparently was too much for him. seems that people are "riding his ass" and he's having to juggle jobs or something and that's just too much for his wee mind to handle and remember what days the laundry facilities are his to use.
i finally had enough and told him that sunday and monday was mine, he could have the rest of the week. that gives him 5 days, one of which is on a weekend. seemed fair and kind from my perspective. he just said he didn't think he could manage it. i told him to figure it out.
last night i put some laundry in the machine, it being sunday and therefore one of my days. i went to sleep with it whirring away in the dryer. i woke up to the dryer still going. that couldn't be right. i went downstairs to discover the laundry i had folded already sitting in a pile on the old washing machine (why he felt the need to move it when it wasn't in his way beats me) with the load i had in the dryer thrown on top of that. to make it worse, the load wasn't dry yet. sometimes the dryer doesn't get a load completely dry and you have to put it in for another cycle. so now i have wet clothes on dry previously folded clothes. i was not a happy camper.
this comes on the heels of him taking a load of mine out of the washer last week and piling it on the dryer without putting it in the dryer so he could wash a load of clothes. i find it the next day needing to be washed again.
i'd had enough. but he wasn't answering his door (though i heard music inside). so this morning i grabbed a garbage bag, went downstairs to the laundry room, opened the dryer and shoved his clothes into a big green plastic bag. which currently sits next to my regular garbage in the kitchen.
when he figures out what happened to his clothes, we'll have a nice little "talk". how he deals with that will define what's the outcome of my bag of laundry. if he's a good boy, he'll get a bag of clothes. if he can't manage that, perhaps the homeless people in the area would like a bag of clean, trailer-park chic clothes.
and speaking of people doing really silly things, i just read this blog entry lamenting a kde deployment. really, really pathetic showing, guy. while i totally understand the desire to have the software you write used by people, this is about as inappropriate a response as can be imagined. and yes, if a kde person wrote the same thing about a gnome installation i'd also call it bad form; in fact, i'd probably chat with them personally to see if they might not come to their senses. perhaps someone in the gnome project will take up the call and have a chat with murray. based on past interaction i've with gnome devs (some of whom i'd even call friends), i know the gnome project is better than this.