A washing machine has mysteriously appeared in front on our little burg’s City Hall. It showed up last week and so far no one has come to claim it. I have to ask myself if there was some ulterior motive behind the washing machine’s sudden appearance. Is someone trying to make a point? Does the City need to clean its dirty laundry? Does the City have dirty laundry? We live in a teeny tiny city with a population of about 250, only about 122 homes. So how much dirty laundry can we have?
The front entrance to the parking lot at City Hall is well lit with one of those horrendously bright mercury vapor lights, so I would think that the person or persons dropping off said washing machine were well illuminated and therefore either very gutsy or complete idiots. Or maybe they were wearing cloaking devices that shielded their identities. I wouldn’t have the nerve or the stupidity to discard an appliance in front of a city municipality structure. I guess my parents beat the fear of consequences too well into my hardhead growing up. Maybe that’s the problem today, minimal or no consequences for our actions. Sorry I almost climbed up on my soapbox.
Anyway back to the speculation about the wayward washing machine. Could it have run away from home, tired of all the dirty clothes it had been forced day in and day out to clean; now choosing to live a life on the mean streets of our humble little burg? Maybe it’s just waiting for the bus, even though no bus ever comes to our fair town (not counting the school bus). Maybe the previous owners are just getting a jump on our annual City Cleanup day. The only problem with that theory is that one of the rules of the City Cleanup is no appliances.
Maybe I should take pictures of the washing machine and post around the city and surrounding areas to see if anyone has lost the machine and is looking for it. Wouldn’t that be a happy ending?
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Great post! Thank you for sharing!
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