I went to do my laundry and as I walked out my door, I saw some guy who had just left the laundry room about to go into his apartment. And then he sees me and stalls and takes his sweet time opening his door, until I’m in talking distance. 

“Hi, you new here?”

“Nope!” *walks on by into the laundry room because I don’t want to talk to youuuu*

And as I’m putting my clothes into the dryer, he pops back into the laundry room (wtf) and asks how long the washing/drying cycles normally take. So I tell him and there’s this awkward pause like he wants to say something more but it’s like…go away I’m putting my freaking underwear in the dryer. Plus he was like laughing a little while he was talking. All in all I just don’t want to talk to you okay leave me alone. 

So I purposely wait longer than the drying cycle normally takes because I don’t want to run into him again, and when I go back to get my clothes freaking…I did a load of whites so obviously GREEN BOXERS in the middle of my pile of clothes is eye-catching. The fuck?? How dare you put your fucking boxers with my clothes. How dare you open the dryer that I was using and rummage through my clothes, and then toss boxers in. 

I didn’t know what to do with them at first because I was so shocked that I just left them in the dryer. After thinking about it more though, I got more and more mad. So I snuck back into the laundry room, tossed his boxers into the trash (with tissue), and left him a polite post-it note informing him that there was something in the trash that belonged to him, smiley face. 

But seriously, the creeps that exist in this world my gosh.