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Who wants to hear my laundry story? You know you do.

At my apartment complex, we've got a washer and a dryer in the basement for residents to use. They don't take quarters; instead they take this credit card thing you can add money to in the management office.

The other day, I toted my laundry downstairs, slid in the card, and Bzzzt! Error! I tried again and again, but received nothing but electronic swearing. My card had bit the dust.

Yesterday, I went into the management office and reported my faulty card. They happily took it and ran in through some sort of device to see if they could read any of the info off of it. Nope, utterly failed. Any money I had stored on there was gone. That's OK. It was only $10. I won't starve.

The same machine that allows you to add to you card will distribute new ones. I pushed the button and was informed that I must deposit exactly $10, no more, no less. What a curious design. I didn't have a $10 bill, but miracle of miracles, I did have 10 $1 bills. I slid them in one at a time and out popped my new card. Yippee!

Last night, I toted my laundry downstairs again, and inserted the card. It worked! Yay! Only it had zero balance. The $10 just supplied a new card, not a new card with a $10 balance like I foolishly assumed. Razzin frazzin cheapskates.


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