Adventures in Laundry
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After probably too much small talk and standing around for a very few minutes I paid and was on my way.
Upon taking my garments to the truck I attempted three times to hang them from the thingie inside the door only to impale my thumb on the ends of the hangers ...
And the third time really ticked me off.
The moral of the story is not to go in talking too much smack to the ladies in the laundry because God will take you to task and impale your thumb on several hangers in rapid succession.
So now my thumb remains sore and I keep wondering how my hands got so doggone tender in general anyway.
Better luck next week.