@melonscoop savable and saveable are both ok, at least according to online dictionaries. The word lists on devices aren’t necessarily comprehensive, especially when you get into less common combinations of base words and suffixes.
@mehcuda67 I worked around MIC for over a decade, but never with MIC. I remember riding in a service elevator with dozen test tubes of pure MIC and thinking how incredibly stupid and dangerous it was to leave this unattended. By the time my short three floor ride was over, I had worked myself into a complete panic. Hated working in that building from that day forward.
Oh, you mean how did my now ex-wife take it? Not well I can assure you. We had other “problems” as well but the “losing my ring” thing was far from helpful. The neighbors in question were some guys rooming together so it’s highly likely one of them found it and pawned/sold it. As I recall, the police weren’t interested because it wasn’t a theft.
If some gal is lucky enough to marry me again, that sucker aint gettin’ off my finger fer nuttin’.
For me a toss-up between gum and ink pens. I chose pens because I’ve done that more times than gum. Mess either way.
Cough drops can make a pretty mess, also (experience speaking).
I’m also bad about missing taking out tissues, but at least they are easier to deal with – static cling from the dryer and they can be pulled off (can’t do that as easily with gum or ink).
Hands down the worst thing I ever put in my pants pocket though was a bunch of kitchen matches, when I was a kid. They didn’t make it to the laundry though, they just ignited while still in my pocket. At least the firecrackers were in the pocket on the other side. LOL.
Lesson learned: “Experience is the best teacher”; and “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” seems appropriate here also.
I remember doing laundry with my mom once when I was about 10 or so she had left pepper spray in one of her pockets. It didn’t blow, but we didn’t find it until we were taking the stuff outta the dryer so it was way past toasty. It was pretty hastily chucked somewhere far away from us.
@bleedmichigan of course not. But all that really goes in my pockets are wallet/keys phone and they come out when I get home. I know what’s in my pockets. Checking OTHER peoples pockets was def part of the job when helping with the laundry though. Can’t trust them.
I would have to say it was my wallet. Nothing was ruined, but I was afraid I would be arrested for laundering money. At least it was clean. My Mom would have been happy too, I had clean underwear from the prior load.
i don’t wear shirts or pants with pockets so i don’t really have this problem. probably “worst” would be washing and drying a pack of cigarettes with the lighter inside but tbh…they were fine lol. did that a few times back in the day.
the most annoying thing though is finding a wad of kleenex that has been shredded to bits and now all the black laundry has white lint bits on it. i do all the laundry including sorting it and checking the pockets, and i’ve never once seen my partner use a kleenex he doesn’t throw away so…how does one always get in there?? one of life’s great mysteries.
@Kidsandliz@unksol the answers you seek lie within my original comment but, to reiterate/expand:
yes, i don’t wear shirts with pockets, not “i don’t wear shirts” but i can see how the joke is tempting
cigarettes & lighter happened “back in the day” i.e. when i used to wear pants with pockets but it was more often washing a jacket or zip hoodie
kleenex belong (presumably) to my partner who does wear clothes with pockets (although i have to use a laundromat to do our laundry so it’s possible on occasion it wasn’t from either of us, but i try not to think about it too much because it’s gross lol.)
i am a woman who wears leggings and tshirts or tanks every day so it’s quite easy to avoid pockets
@jerk_nugget so do you use a bra as a purse? I had a student in class lean over before class started (fortunately for her no men in class yet) and out of her bra fell her wallet, phone, make up and her boob. Yikes! I had no idea you could put all that stuff in there, or for that matter that women even did that.
@Kidsandliz i use a purse as a purse but yes i also use my boobs/bra if i’m not wanting to carry a bag anymore (like at a club or party). cigarette pack with lighter inside and id/money in the cellophane under the strap on one side, and my phone on the other. if it’s a party where i keep having to loan out my lighter i might keep that in the cleavage instead of in the cigarette pack.
and yes, i have gotten home and gotten undressed and had stuff fall out forgetting it was in there lol.
also yes, once i did temporarily lose my license by leaving it in the cellophane and then leaving the otherwise empty cigarette pack on the windowsill of a restaurant next to the club i was outside of. i realized my idiot move the next afternoon and by some miracle it was still there when i went to go check/see if someone turned it in.
I can’t remember washing anything worse than some paper.
But I had a house guest who asked if he could do some laundry and left some pomade hair wax stuff, in a plastic baggie, in his pocket which I discovered when it got all over my clothes.
Then he denied it was him.
I have no hair. He had plenty and kept it waxed.
That was the last time he was a guest in my house.
It was a bitch to get all that stuff cleaned out of the machine.
@cranky1950 for me it was snails. My mother was a science teacher, so I’d have hoped she would understand, but I think the laundry impact outweighed the pride in scientific curiosity. She was extra careful to check my pockets after that.
I think the most damaging thing was a pen, but the silliest was sumac. Frith and Inle, every time I open the dryer and a cloud of sumac poofed out of my warm, clean laundry, I used to get so annoyed and then I couldn’t help but giggle.
My ex was ridiculous and always brought home plants he thought might potentially be useful. He kept thinking we’d make sumac tea but we never got around to it. It was a charming, albeit messy, habit.
The worst thing ever?
When I was maybe 8 years old I found a little nest of tiny baby garter snakes. I stuck a few in my pants pocket & forgot about them. My mother was tossing stuff in the washer when she saw something moving. Oh-oh.