i didn't think lightening could strike twice in one day, but i met bathroom lady's not so nice older sister at the laundry mat. it all happened after work, when i was trying to do my laundry as quickly as possible and go home. as i'm watching my clothes spin and get all frothy, a middle-aged couple come in to the laundromat (one word, two words, i don't know). they look down the first row of washers to where i am sitting. the woman of the couple looks at a machine with a big white sign that says "broken" and she looks at me and says "is this broken?" and i nod my head. and she walks away and then the couple sort their laundry and then come back to my row of washers and proceed to place their laundry in two of the most expensive machines which are there for rugs and quilts and the like. and then the woman looks at me and says "how much does this cost?" by then a youngish blond guy is also stuffing about 50 lbs of clothes in to the expensive machines and we both point to the 3'X3' orange sign that says $3.00. and they whine about how much that is for a load of laundry and say the machine can't possible take 35 lbs of laundry, and then she looks at me again and shouts "DO YOU SPEAK ENGLISH?" and the blond boy and i are stunned and he says "go over there" pointing to the cheaper washers and i say "i speak english, can you read?" and the blond boy laughed but i'm not sure if the rudest woman in the whole world heard me or not. i should have demanded an apology. i should have punched her. i should have said "just because i don't want to talk to you, does not mean i don't speak english." grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr