I’m spinning to the rhythm of the Earth and the ocean…

*cough*

Sorry, B-52’s moment.

I have been trawling through the forums tonight (nice to see they are starting to get nice and lively again). I don’t know if anyone saw it, but there was a thread about guys buying feminine hygiene products (for their mother/sister/significant other).

I used to do that for mo mother (I still do if I happen to be out anywhere and she needs some). I never had a problem doing that, it’s a normal function, and it’s not like people are going to think I’m using them (like I would care if they did!)

But things are seldom that simple.

I used to walk to and from college (it was only about 7 miles and I could do it in an hour and 7 minutes - that was when I could still walk without falling on my face, so we’re going back a few years!) Anyway, one day on the way home from college I had to go to the shops for a few bits (crisps, chocolate, sweets, you know, the essentials) and I needed to pick up some of those items.

Trundled through the diaper and tampon section (it always worries me that they put those items together, not sure why) got what I needed and went to the check-out.

I was then confronted by a young girl who had just started working there that morning. (I should have realised then that it was a bad idea and found another till)

The girl rang the other items through, and had to get the woman supervising her to find the price of on of the items. So there we are, me standing there hopping from foot to foot because I thought I was going to miss the bus, and her holding one of the boxes of tampons whilst waiting for the price.

She’s looking at the box looking nervous, and I’m looking at my watch getting irritated. She looks at me, floundering for something to say whilst we wait. She apologised for the delay, and then waves the box saying, “What are you using these for?”

I stood there and gawped at her. I was so tempted to stand there and say “foreplay”, but I thought that would be too cruel on her first day. I actually ended up shrugging and saying, “Oh, you know, the usual.”

Given the colour she turned, I’m not sure that saying that was any better.

Fortunately the supervisor came back at that point, I get the rest scanned, paid for and I ran out of the shop and made it to the bus stop with about 2 seconds to spare as the bus turned up.

*sigh*

Don’t people say the strangest things?

And isn’t seeing people say those things, then realise, then look so embarrassed/humiliated just worth every second?

I also had an interesting conversation about cucumbers, but I’ll save that for another day.

*giggles evilly*

*straightens horns and halo suspension wire*