Mad Atoms

Being a woman is a lot of work.  The bleeding, the occasional pregnancy scare, and underboob sweat are a few things that make being a member of the fairer sex completely annoying.  Not included in that mix is looking innocent.  I’m not even saying all women are guilty of looking terminally blissful, but the few that resemble a forlorn sea nymph--they can get away with anything.  

It’s in the eyes.  That doe eyed charm allows people to think they can trust you, and that’s when all hell breaks loose.  Somehow my sister and I were talked into going to the laundromat to watch a friend wash a months worth of soiled panties. 

In all honesty, we were just sitting there waiting patiently for the machines to finish so we could over load a dryer and get to a fucking bar.  It was quite possibly the most mild mannered and serene any of us have ever looked.  It turns out, a months worth of underwear takes a lot longer to wash and dry than you’d think.  Eventually, management showed up to turn off the power and lock up.

Instead of doing that, they told us we could continue to wait impatiently for our clothes as long as we didn’t let anyone else in.  Of course we agreed to those terms and while we watched that lady walk back to her car and drive away all hell broke loose.  

My sister and friend jumped into the baskets used to transport laundry and began racing each other, smashing into shit and breaking anything that got into their way.  It was a virtual Mad Max hell, but instead of post apocalyptic weirdos you’ve got girls in long dresses and broken washing machines.  Of course, I got this all on video because even though I am commonly considered a degenerate, I also know how to capture a moment for fucking eternity.  Even if it means I may eventually be caught.  Too bad I never will.