Relatively short story that just happened - pic for proof! I live in a studio apartment, so I don't have a washer/dryer and have to lug my clothes to the laundry area.  Just 30 minutes ago, I walk in and all of the washers are full except for two being unloaded by this massive sag-fat. (ie, when someone has been so fat for so long it looks like their body is made up of earlobes of varying sizes.)  Well, gross, but whatever it's just a washing machine right? I moved over to the other end of the room and deftly hopped up to sit on the counter while I waited.  I'd like to tell you that she sneered at me due to how easy I made this seem, but to be honest she didn't even notice.  I pulled out my phone and browsed FPH while she trundled over to the dryers with her collection of tarps and bedsheets.  A few minutes later the doorway was eclipsed and then she was gone.  (No I didn't snag a picture of her, but before any of you start shouting, trust me - after this next bit I wish I had.  It's just that my complex is so full of these lumps of automated adipose that it's just not that big a deal to see one.) I hop down and lug my hamper to the first of the washers, pour in some detergent and load up my jeans.  So far, so good.  Then I moved to the second washer, and spotted a single wash cloth left in the bottom.  It was towards the front of the washer, so it's no surprise she couldn't see it over whatever body part happened to be obscuring her vision at the time.  I bet a good number of you already know where this is going. I pick it up, and something falls out of it.  I look down to find a lump of shit as smooth as if it had come out of a rock tumbler.  The underside of the washcloth has clumps hanging from it and brown smears everywhere.  Fortunately for my right hand, my subconscious made an executive decision and told my hand to let go and jerk back while my conscious was busy processing all of this. Needless to say, I yanked my jeans out of the first washer, dumped my clothes back into the hamper, and headed back.  I can wait a few hours for another machine to free up. pre-edit - I went back just before hitting submit to check for another open washer as well as to snag a pic of the washcloth, but there was someone else in the room.  I'm a bit baked and didn't want to be seen taking a picture of a shit-covered washcloth, so I'm just gonna have to try again later.  Will update this post with a pic in a few hours. edit - Here we go!  The washer was in use, to my shock and horror - fortunately for the person in question the washcloth had been removed and placed in the trash can.  You can't see the really bad side, but there's enough poking through to get the idea across, and I'll be damned if I'm picking that bitch up again. edit2 - Eyebleach!