so, you know, i took the stuff out and set it on top of the dryer, like i always do. they'll be in before my stuff is done and they'll probably have the dryer going and it won't be a big deal. 31 minutes later i go down there and the stuff is still sitting on the dryer. okay, if they haven't moved their stuff into the dryer by now and my stuff is ready to go in there, then it's fair game. i open the dryer and of course there is someone elses stuff in there. good god.it's not warm and i'm sure it's been in there all afternoon. i take it out and set it on the chair. this is totally normal that people do their laundry whenever they feel like and it really don't care if it's in someone else's way. like, both of these laundries that i touched didn't have cooresponding baskets to go in. i feel bad about just setting peoples stuff wherever, but HEY! I HAVE LAUNDRY TO DO!! i'm not going to leave their wet clothes in the washer and wait for them to come deal with it. once i did that and i didn't get to do my laundry till the next day.

anyhoo, so i moved some person's stuff to the chair and loaded my stuff into the the dryer and plugged my quarters in and pressed start and went back upstairs. for 60 minutes.

i go down there to get my stuff and
1. the dryer door is ajar
2. my clothes are wet. like they hadn't dried at all. not even warm. there is a little bit of stuff in the lint trap. maybe it had been on for a while. but still: wet clothes.

i imediatly think that i somehow forgot turn in on or maybe the door just popped open some time while it was drying. i look around for quarters that maybe i forgot to put in the machine and there is nothing, just some jerk's pile of clothes on top. i start to panic because i know i don't have 4 quarters to re-start the machine. i run upstairs and find a dollar to get change at the laundry mat next door (note to self: WHY THE HELL AM I NOT DOING LAUNDRY THERE??) and it's already closed. FUCK!! i run back upstairs and rummage for a few minutes and finally find money. i go downstairs just in time to run into 'long haired dude downstairs'
i can see that the dryer is turned on and my stuff is sitting my basket. wet.

dude: oh hey, was that your stuff in the dryer?
me: yeah, it was
dude: strangest thing, i came in here and the time had run out and i opened it and the clothes were wet. but still warm.
me: oh? yeah, i just came down here to get them and they were wet. i don't know why. i put them in an hour ago. it's weird. i don't know if i forgot to put money in or something, but i'm pretty sure it was on for a little while, there was a little bit of lint in the trap.
dude: yeah, when i touched them it was warm. weird. well, see ya later!

what the fucking shit. he's lying. i know it. he's passively trying to tell me to not put my clothes in before him. i think he went in there and opened the door and let the time run out.
this is total bullshit. this dude washes clothes for his wife and himself(whipped!!). i never see her doing it. i always run into him. and he always is someone who 'forgets' about his clothes and lets them sit in a basket wet for two days, until they airdry in a clump.

i don't know.
i would buy these excuses:
1. i put money in the machine and walked away without pressing start
2. the machines "malfunctioned"
but there are MAJOR flaws with both of these scenarios:
1. after inserting money into the machine it goes 'BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP' until you press start. i think i would notice that and not just walk away.
2. again, the machines are new. my clothes were wet like they hadn't tumbled at all. i doubt the machine is fucking shit up. if it did fuck shit up then hopefully it's going to fuck long-haired-dude's stuff up too.