Tonight I did laundry. Among the things I washed was the trow rug I lovingly refer to as my Floor Napkin. Being a fairly large rug, I have to use the one triple-capacity washer and dryer we have in the laundry room. When I went to switch it from the washer to the dryer, somebody had some stuff in it with about 15 minutes to go. No biggie. I'll start drying my other stuff and come back. 20 minutes later, their stuff is done, but sitting there. I hated it the few times I forgot to take my stuff out right away and someone moved it, so I waited. 30 minutes. Still there. 40 minutes. Still there.
After 45 minutes, my other stuff was dry, so I went back for it. The stuff in the triple dryer was still in there, with a fresh half hour on the clock. There's a guy standing nearby folding some similar-looking clothes and I ask if it was his stuff. It was, and I say it's a little messed up to wait that long to check your stuff and then start it again. Then, of course, I called him an asshole under my breath. I was pissed, but not that pissed, just frustrated that I took the high road and got screwed.
I went back just now after that half hour was up. The dryer is still going, but my Floor Napkin is spinning around in it. Thanks, Lazy Dryer Guy. It's nice when the Instant Karma works in my favor.