A Short Story called:
Question of the Week

"Can I help you?" said the service lady
"Oh yeah. I got this Rug." Shirley said.
"So I see."
Shirley lifts up a flowered rug scrubbed dirty with yellow curry lentils, peppers and tomatoes.  The service lady nodded. 
She seen it all.  The putrid and the bare.  The vomit colored laundry, the Saturday after a Friday night next to an Indian restaurant.  And she had to bare it all.  Shaking her head, the service lady pointed to the gigantic tumbler which was big enough for a bike, a large storage rack and a few other miscellaneous items.