Dream of Waking Ne Cede Malis

Laundry Girl

I thought I better add this before Katie has an aneurysm and sends me a million IMs/emails asking who Laundry Girl is, as referenced in my new About page.

There's a girl at the laundry facility. She hits on me. By normal human standards, she's a 3. By Army standards, she's a 5. By deployed Army standards, she's a 6. Not quite passing. Anyway, the day she started this Hice was dropping off laundry with me so of course when we get back to the shop he lets everyone know how the laundry girl was hitting on me and looking at him like he had a dick on his forehead (and not in that erotic manner). It's been kind of a running gag in the commo shop as Allmon and Hice's uniforms are pretty screwed up and their collars keep popping up and making them look like Elvis and mine are always nice and flat. It's the Laundry Girl. She's pressing my collars for me so I don't look crazy. Today Wilson asked why my uniform always looks so clean. Laundry Girl. She washes mine seperate so they get cleaner. They're washed with love. Hice one time said I'm going to start finding her panties in my clean laundry. I don't know what I'm going to do with those if that happens.

So Laundry Girl joins my AIT girlfriend on my list of post-marriage girlfriends.