3.22.13 • Thrifty Wash • 1254 Beryl St • Redondo Beach, CA 90277
This is the type of statement you're sometimes forced to endure in the laundromats of Southern California: "You know, my friend, Gail, came to visit us here from Boston. And we, of course, have a small little earthquake. 'How do you live here!' she says to me. Haha. Meanwhile, her flight is canceled because of a blizzard swarming the eastern seaboard. Haha. Crazy!" While I am not blaming you or your Thrifty Wash landromat specifically or in particular, I am wondering if the atmosphere you establishment encourages might be augmented to cater to those patrons (me) less inclined to appreciate small talk. I'm arguing for black lights, despressants, tranquilizers in the vending machine. Divorce is more than just the loss of a washer and dryer, Tom. Good Luck-- ["ED" enclosed in a heart]















