Well, Well

So, it had to happen at some point. I was dispatched to buy "feminine products." I got to the store and wanted to be quick. But, I was given very specific instructions. I was to buy a very specific product. And, it wasn't clear to me where it was. I didn't want to be seen in "that aisle." I wanted to get in and out before someone else saw me.

Then, another dude showed up. Shame. But, he was not looking where I was. He was buying yeast infection shit, a bit up from me. He looked at me. As he put the vagistat in his basket, I shook my head. Punk.