We spent a week at Fort
Wilderness Campground in Disney World.
My son, his wife, and two kids
went with us, and we pulled their camper behind our forty-foot RV. The following Saturday morning, we left Fort Wilderness and headed home.
It was a good twelve-hour
drive, and my husband was driving the whole time.
We stopped at a campground near Dothan, Alabama, which was about halfway home.
After supper, the kids and I
went for a swim at the campground.
After the swim, the kids and I
changed clothes.
They walked down to the
washroom with me to do the laundry.
The washroom had two washing
machines and two dryers.
There was a woman in the
washroom, using both washing machines.
I commented that since
you are using both washing machines, I will only dry my clothes.
I put my towel and swimsuits into the stacked dryer.
The woman gave me an angry
look as I put money into the top dryer.
I soon realized that my clothes
were at the bottom of the dryer.
The woman was mumbling under
her breath.
I had to stop the running
dryer to put my wet clothes in the correct dryer.
By this time, the woman was
even angrier than before.
She said, "You have
contaminated both dryers, and I am going to tell management."
I said, "How could I have contaminated the dryers with wet cloths?'
I said, "How could I have contaminated the dryers with wet cloths?'
She said you did!
I said Fine! I continued to
dry my clothes.
She left for the
office.
She came back from the office, ordering me to leave.
I looked at all the signs posted on the washroom wall; nowhere did it say she owned or controlled
it.
The grandkids saw I wasn't
backing down from this woman, and my granddaughter left crying.
The dryers were located at the
back of the washroom, and the woman was standing in the doorway at the front.
I was like a caged animal, and
you do not tease a caged animal.
My granddaughter returned with
her dad.
My son said you do not need to
talk like that in front of my kids.
The woman said repeatedly, "Y'all
are just sorry people."
My son and granddaughter went
back to the RV, but not me.
After my son left, the old woman got very ugly with me.
She looked at me and said, "Nobody
tells me what in the hell to do!"
I laughed and looked at her
square in the eye and said, "Lady, nobody tells me what in the hell to do
either!"
The woman left, and I finished
drying my clothes and walked back to the RV.
My son and husband walked to
the management office, and they explained what happened.
Management said, “We have had
a lot of trouble with that woman."
She had told management that I
had put dirty, filthy towels in both dryers.
My husband said, "That woman
has never met my wife before today, and I bet she will not forget her either, for
when my wife thinks she is right, she will not back down".
Management laughed and said, "A dose of her own medicine is just what she needed."
Now, when I recall the incident, I can laugh, but at the time it happened, I was distraught.