Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Too Embarassing . . .

OK. I don't get embarassed too easily. When the focal points of your job are boobs and bottoms, not much rattles your cage.

I think yesterday may be an exception.

We were in the library and had just checked out books. I decided to use the bathroom, and brought the crew in with me. While they were waiting, chomping at the bit to go outside and run, I started to change my tampon. Sorry to be gross, but it's part of the story.

Unwrap, unwrap. Faster, faster, faster. I think the kids are starting to wash their hands again. Just don't get the books wet. Most importantly, don't get the movie wet. I'm sure it's only worth two dollars but the library will charge me . . .

S-l-iiiiiiiiii-p . . . .

There goes my unwrapped tampon. On the floor. Rolling into the next stall, which, by the way, is occupied with a mother and child.

I'm truly mortified.

Do I reach under and grab it? What if I can't reach it? Play it off and pretend it came from another stall? "Boy! Did you just see that thing roll by?" Pull my pants up, grab the kids, and just run?

Most importantly, does the three second rule apply to tampons!?!?!

1 comment:

Adventures In Babywearing said...

What did you do!?!?