Juicy Planet was doing laundry on Ridge Avenue and enjoying the sleepy sonic vibe of “Baby, I Love Your Way” (remake) on Love-FM as it rose up over the hum of the dryers when suddenly the slippery voice of chance squeaked in, telling us to be the 50th caller now for $5000 cash, call now, 50th caller…We stood near the front window and dialed a busy signal 27 times, hoping for the sound of connection and of being chosen, not giving up on the dream until we heard Mariah Carey threatening her “Baby, Baby” all over the spin cycle.
Juicy Planet was stunned to realize that when “Baby, Baby” and our permanent press spin cycle occurs at the same time on a Monday, we lose ourselves in the physical and emotional sensation of a supreme lift-off, followed quickly by the pleasure of a 3-foot hovering above the orange fiberglass folding tables.
We did not expect, after so much bouyancy, to feel so sad when our fellow launderer, with the yellow tank top and Dickies, finished up before we did, and left with her fancy wheelie-cart without saying good-bye.
Filed under: every day, our traditions | Tagged: fast cash, laundromat, laundry, mariah carey, peter frampton, pink floyd, radio winner, soap opera, synchronicity, wizard of oz
Nice writing style. I will come back to read more posts from you.
Susan Kishner
remember when we won the SF trip!?
you make laundering sound like fun.
super