From laundromats to restaurants
Why are laundromats so dingy? I asked myself this question while passing one near the DU campus. Has there ever been a well-lit laundromat? I've only been to the laundromat a few times in my life and they all have the same set up - washers, dryers, a few chairs, vending machines, an arcade if you're lucky and burned out light bulbs. Laundromats are a crime scene waiting to happen. Just like you can expect the same crowd at a Wal-Mart no matter what part of town you live in, you can also expect the same crowd at the laundromat - 70 year-old man with a basket full of whitey tighties, single mother with 10 kids under 11 running around and a few college students.
Speaking of crowds, how is it that you can set up a store, restaurant, mall, etc. and expect to see the same type of people to work or shop there? Here are a few examples.
The aforementioned Wal-Mart: families of 20, senior citizens, pregnant cashiers (at least two), 90 year-old greeter and an obese security cruising around in a bogged down golf cart.
Starbucks: Non-English speaking people of Arab, African or Asian descent, overstressed students trying to make people think that they're studying when all their doing is rubbing their heads trying to figure out why thought they were smart enough to tackle such complex subjects such as reading and college algebra, a handful of frompy chicks showing too much gut, an occasional hippy or two and of course, the geeks with their wi-fi enabled laptops who just want free internet access.
New malls: High school chicks conversing with their friends with phrases such as "And I was like, Eeewwww!!!" and "Did you see what [insert rival's name] was wearing?!", group of playas (white, black, brown, yellow, red and everything in between) laughing at the one "funny" guy in their posse, curling over with one hand on their stomach and another covering their mouth, walking around with the waist of their pants being held up by their kneecaps because walking like a penguin is fun, uptight wannabe state trooper security guards heavily staring at the playas, 55 going on 20 year-old housewives with 10-lb diamond studded wedding rings and the 4'6" Asian or Mexican guy pushing around the trash cart.
Wang's Chinese, Joshua's Hebrew, Brotha's B-B-Q, Antonaupolis' Greek, Joe's Hamburgers, Tony's Italian and Abdul's Indian Restaurants: The crowds at these establishments may vary, but one thing does not - the people cooking the food. Go to the kitchens of any of these restaurants from Maine to California and you'll find that people responsible for cooking your food are Mexican. I've traversed many a mile across this great nation, and the one thing I can always be sure of is having a Mexican cook my food be it a Pilot Truck Stop or Morton's Steak House.
I realize that there are more examples, but time wouldn't permit me to list them all plus I'd probably miss a few anyway.
Speaking of crowds, how is it that you can set up a store, restaurant, mall, etc. and expect to see the same type of people to work or shop there? Here are a few examples.
The aforementioned Wal-Mart: families of 20, senior citizens, pregnant cashiers (at least two), 90 year-old greeter and an obese security cruising around in a bogged down golf cart.
Starbucks: Non-English speaking people of Arab, African or Asian descent, overstressed students trying to make people think that they're studying when all their doing is rubbing their heads trying to figure out why thought they were smart enough to tackle such complex subjects such as reading and college algebra, a handful of frompy chicks showing too much gut, an occasional hippy or two and of course, the geeks with their wi-fi enabled laptops who just want free internet access.
New malls: High school chicks conversing with their friends with phrases such as "And I was like, Eeewwww!!!" and "Did you see what [insert rival's name] was wearing?!", group of playas (white, black, brown, yellow, red and everything in between) laughing at the one "funny" guy in their posse, curling over with one hand on their stomach and another covering their mouth, walking around with the waist of their pants being held up by their kneecaps because walking like a penguin is fun, uptight wannabe state trooper security guards heavily staring at the playas, 55 going on 20 year-old housewives with 10-lb diamond studded wedding rings and the 4'6" Asian or Mexican guy pushing around the trash cart.
Wang's Chinese, Joshua's Hebrew, Brotha's B-B-Q, Antonaupolis' Greek, Joe's Hamburgers, Tony's Italian and Abdul's Indian Restaurants: The crowds at these establishments may vary, but one thing does not - the people cooking the food. Go to the kitchens of any of these restaurants from Maine to California and you'll find that people responsible for cooking your food are Mexican. I've traversed many a mile across this great nation, and the one thing I can always be sure of is having a Mexican cook my food be it a Pilot Truck Stop or Morton's Steak House.
I realize that there are more examples, but time wouldn't permit me to list them all plus I'd probably miss a few anyway.
posted by The Jerome at 3:55 PM
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