The apartment building that I live in has laundry in the basement. I was transferring clothes from the washer tot he dryer this morning when this woman felt the need to say, "Can you hurry up...I don't want to spend my day here."
I gave her a look, and slowed up. Cause I'm passive/aggressive that way.
What I wish I'd said was, "You don't?!? This is exactly what I like to do on my Sundays! In fact, I won a bet with my wife. I get to do laundry while she's upstairs forced to sleep late! I have friends having brunch at the diner but I told them that I'm not going cause I've been looking forward to doing laundry all week. I may even bring a lounge chair and an Appletini down here to better luxuriate in my whole laundry experience!"
I did snub her later in the elevator too, so umm, I guess that was something.