Saturday, February 03, 2007
*Warning* If You're a Dude You May Not Want to Read This Post
There comes a time in every gal's month that they just need to shop for some particular items for a particular need (I'm trying to be as delicate as I can about this in case any manly men decided to keep reading.) And at like quarter to midnight I decided it was time to make my trek out there, plus we needed milk for Sean. Now living in Charlottetown, that means that all the main grocery stores have long since closed and you're pretty much left with Shoppers Drugmart. Fine, I'm cool with that, don't shop there often so upon entering I immediately start reading those super handy "what's down this aisle" signs. I decide to go with the one that includes Feminine Hygiene...whoa, was I ever wrong. Nope, don't need any Canesten today - thanks, but no thanks. So I'm stumped and it's nearly closing so I gawk up at the signs again and notice what I overlooked before...Feminine Paper. Seriously?! I figure, okay so I'd never think of it as paper but lets take a look down that aisle anyways. Sure enough, every colour of every brand a girl could ever want was down that aisle...thankfully. Still, I was a little amused by the whole idea of calling it feminine paper. I mean sure they call them pads, but honey, there's just no way that I'm gonna jot anyone a note on one of those puppies!!