The coin laundry is the universal equalizer. Regardless of what we may think of ourselves or how we may self-categorize, we, at some point, have to wash our clothes at a laundromat.
Excuses, reasons may vary, but we all are equal here. Fascinated by spinning clothes, bound to wait for the cycle to end, for a moment we are all the same. Until we get to the parking lot and try to back out at the same time and threaten to kill each other.