Ahhhhhh.
Context helps.
But if I owned a gun, knowing what I think I remember about laundromats...........
I would have sat on a machine and told anyone who walked in to make my day.
My husband didn't want me to go! He was worried about me. I'll tell you, I was a little nervous. I don't think it was as bad as it could have been, because my town doesn't really have any "bad neighborhoods", but still, getting panhandled didn't make me feel too great. I hate laundromats.
No, I don't have any spare change. I'm using every last damn quarter for the dryers. Beat it, pal.