Doing Laundry

When I was in college and living in student apartments, I used to have to do laundry in whatever laundry facility was available. Some of you know that the term "doing laundry", which started out meaning actually washing clothes, became synonymous with something else entirely. When you lived in an apartment with six people, sometimes the best place to "do laundry" was in the laundry facility at the apartment complex.
For the last five years or so, I have lived in places where I actually have a washer and dryer readily available and also don't have six roommates. Doing laundry has not been as big of a deal as it used to be.
Recently, my situation changed. I no longer have a washer and dryer in my house, but fortunately for me, I live across the street from a laundromat. Doing laundry is now something I actually have to plan for, and I will do laundry anytime I have a chance. And by that, I mean actually washing my clothes. I haven't actually visited the laundromat yet, as I have been washing my clothes at my mom's house or my sister's house. In an emergency, I have even washed clothes at my friend Natalie's house.
Last weekend, I was leaving my house, and I looked across the street at the laundromat, and there was a person sitting on a bench in front of the building who looked like a transvestite prostitute. I know that sounds harsh, but it was 9:00 in the morning, and the person was in full makeup, super short skirt, purple top, and tall boots. Really weird. I immediately called Natalie and made her go check out the situation. She agreed with my description of said person. I'm not sure if this person was washing their clothes or not, but just seeing her (or maybe him) at the laundromat gives a whole new meaning to "doing laundry".