I just had an incredibly embarrassing moment at Publix that I thought you might find funny. I was just running in to pick up some ground turkey for dinner. I used the express line because I only had one item. Since it was just after 5pm, the store was pretty busy with shoppers stopping in to pick up dinner-making materials. The cashier was a middle aged brunette that looked as if she was nearing the end of a long shift. Behind me were several men, likely on grocery-finding missions for their wives.
Moments after swiping my debit card a young grocery bagger ran up to my position in line, leaning down to pick something off the ground. “Ma’am, you just dropped this.” In his hand was a single packaged tampon. I’m not sure if the kid knew what it was when he leaned down to pick it up. Maybe he realized too late.
“Uh, no, that’s not mine,” I said. And that was the God’s honest truth. I did not recognize that tampon. I looked over at the line of men holding their purchases. “Liar!” they seemed to shout at me with their eyes. “You just don’t want to claim that tampon!”
I quickly grabbed my receipt as the giggles took over my body. Oddly no one else thought this tampon incident was funny. But hopefully you do, too.