George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
Especially on laundry day.
If there weren’t any open washing machines, he’d dump someone’s finished load out on the floor and toss in his own.
How dare they make him wait? It’s called a timer.
Even though the washing machines said liquid only, he’d fill the little detergent drawer with powder.
And he’d overload the machine, cramming as much as he could in there.
No available dryers? Another finished load tossed on the floor.
The worst of it was him standing there naked, waiting for his clothes to dry.