They're in every city in America. They leave destruction in their wake. They're social deviants. They are laundry basket breakers.
A recent Saturday morning was marred by a senseless act of vandalism.
A spunky, 33-year-old vixen in lounge pants was playing the role of a domestic goddess. She carried her white laundry basket piled high with her dirty laundry, detergent and quarters down the short hallway to the laundry room in her building. After the clothes, the detergent and the quarters were placed in their respective homes in the washing machine, she placed her laundry basket atop said washer for easy access after the cycle was completed and returned to her condo to wait.
After 30 minutes, she returned to the laundry room to find her laundry basket upside down on the floor with one of the handles detached and on the floor several feet away.
She will never be able to unsee this carnage, unfeel this violation, understand why something so heinous and senseless occurred to something so innocent and pure.
Use caution. Be vigilant. Keep your loved ones and your laundry baskets close.
Rest in peace, laundry basket. Rest in peace.
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