As per my job description, today I finished the dishes and then
went in to transfer the wash loads. I remember being vaguely confused as to why the dryer door was open a tad. but my memory script told me to ignore this detail so I proceeded with the action of unloading the dryer,only to be scared senseless at the sight of a child sitting in the dryer. I swear, I haven’t screamed that loud in ages! It was one of those moments where you actually have to stop and refocus on breathing…
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