the characters involved in this silliness include:
- jerome - who played the part of the detective
- "kwame" - a newbie who's from ghana/new jersey who also happens to be my roommate here (as if i wasn't old enough for that kind of sh*t)
- "wanda" - another newbie who kind of sits in the middle of this whole caper
- tootie - a supporting character
- jeanette - another supporting character
well...as i understand it, things have been going wrong ever since we stepped foot on this godforsaken campus of unc-chapel hill. i mean, damn, these belligerent, pretentious, uppity students and staff at this school have done everything in their power to ensure that the experience that we have here is as unpleasant as possible. their latest scheme has to do with their laundry machines. apparently, they have laundry machines here that don't take money...at all. i mean no dollars, no change, no credit cards, none of that. instead, you have to get a guest card (a one card) that you must then put money on in order to use the washing machines and dryers. the caveat is that the store is not only the size of the distance between kenan's ears, and as wide as jakob, but it is open between the hours of ten in the morning and ten thirty in the morning. finding this place is like finding the proverbial needle in a field of haystacks. tootie and i were lucky enough to find this place the other day, and i purchased one of those one cards.
so this thing started when we all arrived to the unc campus. i, of course, was completely unaware that we were gonna be here. the last two years that i've done this in north carolina, we've been at wake forest university, which had problems of its own, but being here makes wake forest seem damn near like utopia. remember the whole wingate thing? we had to hike to the street, catch two cabs, a bus, and a train, then rent bikes to get to wingate from our rooms. that distance is a hop and a skip compared to what we have to do here. even adding the "jump" makes the distance from our room to wingate much longer than it actually is when compared to what we do here.
anyway, in wanting to do laundry, wanda went out and bought a one card. she seems to be a pretty nice lady, so she bought the card with the intention of passing it around for others to use, so she put more money on the card than what she needed. others who wanted to use the card just gave her money and she would go to the one card store (since it is impossible to find if you haven't already done so) and take care of it. well...everything was going well and fine for a while, until that inevitable time came when multiple people decided that they wanted to do laundry at the same time. in a perfect world...hell, in any normal world, this wouldn't really be much of a problem. the obvious choice would be for all those involved with laundry to just go in, slish the card for each machine, and have them do their laundry.
this is happening in my world, though, and as we all know, nothing ever goes the way it's supposed to in my world. what had happened was something along the lines of this...
(insert law and order dramatic jingle)
saturday
10.31a - wanda uses the card to start laundry
10.33a - i wake up
10.36a - kwame snores himself awake...announces to the world he wants to do laundry...i ignore him
10.49a - i take jerome to the bank to cash a check that i should already have gotten myself, but that's another story...
10.55a - as we are driving, jerome is getting texts back and forth about wanda's laundry card that he's supposed to be using that day
so, this officially marks the beginning of the great laundry caper. of course, at this point it's not much of a caper, because it's not that big of a deal to anyone yet. but as time progresses, we find out that the caper begins to unfold more and more...
more later, this girl "tomika" won't get away from me and it's blocking my inspiration to blawg.
stone her, stone her,
-w
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