So here I am, with Oliver, standing in the middle of the isle. Between Vaginal health products and douches, and condoms, pregnancy tests and lube. Dude, I just stand there. Like holy fuck worst isle ever. I kind of side eye the condoms cause well, I look fucking ridiculous and can not bring myself to actually FACE the condoms and show the world that ZOMG I'm havin' sex y'all. So I slowly extend my hand, still side eyeing and grab a box. TOSS! right in the cart. Then its like, gotta find lube. No fucking way am I copping up to vaginal dryness. So side eye, BAM grabbed some and in the cart it goes.
Top that off with buying tooth brushes and wart remover for a plantar wart on the bottom of my foot and I'm all like "Self check out please"
Even as a married adult woman, I couldn't even face the condoms. But I know that the expired ones we have probably aren't gonna cut it.
Ha! I told my niece once that she isn't adult enough to handle the complexity of sex unless she is willing to buy the condoms herself with her head held high. lol. Shit my midwife told me I still have, like, a month before even thinking about DTD...that will put me at 12wks PP. Stupid 'near' 4th degree tear...
ReplyDeleteWell what aisle would you rather have them in? To make it more convenient for my students I think we should put them next to the gatorade, spicy cheetos, snickers and other junk food. That's where they go first. And while they're at it pick up some condoms. I think the aversion to admitting you're having protected sex in a store is such a bs Puritan influenced sack of you know what. We're women, we're young, it's the 21st century, and you've even got a rock. Never be ashamed to be having sex, everyone that's offended is just jealous :)
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