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Compassion bypass at my Beautiful Laundrette.

Whilst blogging over the weekend, I have been coming across photos I’ve not see for a while, and was wandering around on Facebook in the past.  This evening I found myself in March 2011, and the 3 weeks in March that I spent with Dad as he was dying.   During the morning before he died after I’d sat with him during the night, Mark and I traveled with our washing to the launderette.  I need a service wash as it is called, and I know years ago I was able to take washing in to this launderette and pick it up the following day.  On this particular day I was exhausted and was so shocked by what happened, I typed it out and and kept it.  Here is how it went.

Compassion Bypass at the local laundrette!

The washing has been piling up, and Viv suggested I take it over to the local launderette where they do service washes. Before going back to the Nursing Home after 3 hours sleep, we drove across to the launderette.

Me: Hello, could you do this service wash for me please?

Her 1: (looking at me in a pissed off fashion) Have you been here before?

Me: No, do I need to have been? Only, I am in an hotel as my Dad is dying, so I can’t do my washing.

Her 1 : No, you don’t need to, but I need to take people’s phone numbers.

Me: Okay ……(I provide my phone number)

Her 1: I’ll need a deposit.

Me: Okay, I’ll get my purse, how much do you want.

Her 1: As much as you can.

I go off for my purse, wondering why I am leaving a deposit and my clothes! I walk back in,

Her 1: We do self service you know, you could do it yourself.

Me: But I need to be with my Dad who is dying. Don’t you want to do my washing?

Her 1: It’s okay, we will do it, but you could do it yourself.

Me: Shall I take it away?

Her 1: No, we’ll do it.

I hand over £5.00 and she begins to write a receipt.

Me: I can’t believe you are so lacking in compassion and are making it so difficult for me to leave it here.

Her 2: It’s just we have people in and out, all the time, wanting us to do their washing……we can’t be happy all the time you know.

Me: But you do offer that as a service. Can you not see my dilemma?

Her 1: When do you want it back?

Me: I guess tonight is too soon, but tomorrow please.


Me: Okay.

She goes off, leaving me standing, I think waiting for a receipt. Her 2 speaks to me and  Her 1 comes back with receipt. By this time I am past caring, have no energy to fight, my head is down and I take the receipt without comment.

I come away, am fuming, and astounded and could not believe that these 2 women could be so cold.

This would make a great sit com.  I have wondered later what on earth is going on for these two women that they could not feel or show even a tiny bit of compassion for another human being.


About kathythesane

Content to be Lefty, Libtard, Snowflake, TreeHugger, DoGooder, kind, generous and sane. This Atheist will say potent prayers for you Trumpettes.

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