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One event stands out more than others.
I was forced to purchase a different type of tampon. I usually buy the Playtex GentleGlide, but they weren’t in stock at the dollar store. So after perusing their meagre supply of tampon types, immediately striking out the cardboard insert one. Not because it’s made from cardboard…but because the tampon grows to the size of a small sheep. Yeah try pulling that by the tail out of you.
So after a quick read of the TampaxPearls I noticed it had a similar look to my usual but with a Unique LeakGuard. Okay Good. That’ll Do. And off I trot.
Fast forward to after shower and decision to try the Pearls.
Insertion complete.
Removal of plastic bit.
*blink*
Ew that feels strange.
*nose scrunch*
Hand goes to area, expecting to touch string and I feel plastic jutting out of me.
Huh. Is THAT the Unique LeakGuard.
Oh I don’t reckon I could put up with THAT.
But, does so.
While I dig out the box to look at pictures.
Yes.
Somehow the plunger had separated from the tampon suppository part and my good hole was it’s carrier.
Much relieved at the thought of not having wasted four bucks I dragged out the offensive plastic bit.
Funny, when I was much younger I hated being seen buying tampons. The placement in cart and then the transfer to conveyor belt, while hiding it amongst my other items as it trundled up to the cashier…now that I am older and less sensitive to people looking at me, I almost hold them aloft. Like an unspoken sign to others…either Take Yer Chance or Back Off I’m in my cycle and I can’t be held accountable for my moods or actions.
I must have been in an okay mood as [after a brief pause…trying to remember the first 3 digits] I rattled off my phone number when asked by the dollar store cashier for it.
Then I asked if she was trying to pick me up.
Her drawn on eyebrows shot up over her glasses, quickly followed by a cackle.
The husband who witnessed our exchange, said he’d never seen her smile, let alone heard her cackle before.
I made her do both. HaH!
