After lugging two large plastic bags and a heavy backpack full of dirty laundry, I finally found an affordable place to wash my clothes.
Usually I would go home to my aunt’s house for the weekend to wash my clothes but these past two weeks have been a bit too hectic to take off any days to go home to the countryside.
To add onto that, I have $1 sitting in my bank account at the moment and absolutely no cash on hand. Luckily, Olivia, the manager of the shop I live on top of, was able to spare some change ($6) for me. She is used to getting bothered by me (I once had to call her in a desperate plead because I locked my keys and my wallet inside of the shop), so she is secretly my guardian angel!
Let me clarify – the “$1” amount is how much money I have in my Australian bank account. I am currently waiting for funds from my Canadian bank account to be transferred to my Australian one so I don’t have to live life on a VISA card anymore.
Anyway, I am currently writing this blog while waiting for my panties, towels, sweaters, and pants to finish drying. This is actually the first time I have been to a laundromat myself. You would think laundromats are easy peasy but I actually pretty overwhelmed with large instruction signs that had a gazillion words on it, so I asked for assistance for my load of laundry (sad, I know. Don’t judge.).
The employee who helped me told me that the minimum amount to spend was $15 and directed me to an ATM to withdraw money. I stared back at him with (somewhat) puppy dog eyes and told him I only had $6 in change and didn’t have any money in my bank account. After our exchange of glances and him realizing that I wasn’t going to leave without bringing home clean clothes, he told me it was okay and he would help me.
I am rarely in situations like this where money is an issue, but when it is, I am fortunate to meet people who are willing to help someone out.
Once I have money, I will take Olivia out for drinks and then thank the kind man who helped me when I needed help the most.
Something I learned while living here is that people are genuinely nice. If you are in a rut, don’t be afraid to ask for help. The worst thing they could do is say no. 🙂