For the #sidehustle Contest ***************** He doesn't know how to use the laundry machine. No joke. It'd be funny, but it isn't. Pay up, bud. ***************** "Fine." He pulls out his wallet and, as if the very action is painful, hands me a crisp note. I raise an eyebrow. Torturously slow, he grasps three one-dollar bills and hands them to me. "Happy?" Very. "Move." "What about that 'thank you'?" "You're welcome." He scoffs and I laugh, grabbing the laundry machine's door and opening it with a sharp 'SNAP'. That was easy. Boys-couldn't they do anything themselves? More money for me, I guess. As soon as the door was open, a barrage of colorful clothes came tumbling out, all belonging to my brother. "What'd you do?" I demand. "Empty your closet?"