The Inspection

 

I’m pretty methodical when doing laundry.
I unroll any bunched up socks; unbutton shirt collars; and check pockets for money, garbage, and miscellaneous. It’s passport control for clothing
The only thing that has escaped my pre-inspection was a tissue.

It only happened once.
It made a small mess.

A fuzzy sweater absorbed most of the shrapnel, with a few socks suffering a little collateral damage.
A friend of mine has washed not 1 but 2 ipod shuffles.

They don’t work now.

What an idiot!