Caution: girly post ahead

I stopped by the drugstore today on my way to work. The clerk there was very personable and chatty, which I would have appreciated if I hadn't gone into the drugstore with the express purpose of buying... erm... feminine products.

When I am making this kind of purchase, I want to buy my things and go - no conversation, no eye contact. There are few products out there that can give a cashier so much insight into your life. I don't necessarily want my friends to know about the details of my cycle, much less a strange, overly chatty cashier. I've never been concerned about a cashier saying, "Oh, canned stewed tomatoes? I guess I know what you'll be having for dinner tonight," or "Pert Plus, eh? So you want to combine your cleaning and conditioning into one step? I see." And yet the whole time this guy was nattering on about the weather I was concerned he was going to bring the topic around to what I was buying or worse, the use thereof!

I don't know why I was concerned about this. It's not like it's ever happened to me or like there was any cause to think that it would this time. He didn't mention it - just wished me a nice day and hoped that I got a chance to be out in the sunshine.

srah - Monday, 6 June 2005 - 3:28 PM
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gravatar sarah - June 8, 2005 - 3:20 PM -

I used to work at a grocery store and people would come through with condoms and tampons and pads and lubricant and I would have to try so hard not to laugh or smile and just scan the item and put it in the bag as fast as possible. i'm so immature.

gravatar Smuj - June 9, 2005 - 11:19 AM -

Some friends of mine got married recently. We left the reception to play some pranks on them. A group of four of us (two guys and two girls) went to K-Mart at 10:00 dressed in nice clothes, and bought: two cans of shaving cream (we filled their toilet with it), an assortment of novelties and toys, and a box of condoms (the "fun pack"). The cashier didn't ask any questions.

I worked at Arbor Drugs (now CVS) when I was a sophomore in high school. One afternoon, my [troll-like] debate teacher came in with a shady looking younger guy, laughing being flirty. Then she left alone, and 2 minutes later, her companion checked out with a box of condoms and a tube of K-Y jelly. Ew. Ew ew ew.

gravatar katie - June 9, 2005 - 8:09 PM -

I think the fact that he hoped you would get out into the sunshine suggested that perhaps he thought you would be stuck in the bathroom all day with your...purchase.

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