WHY AM I EMBARRASSED WHEN I’M BUYING FEMININE PRODUCTS IT’S SO STUPID BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS THAT PERIODS EXIST AND THAT LADIES NEED SHIT TO TAKE CARE OF THAT MONSTROSITY YET EVERY TIME I HAVE TO BUY SOME I TRY TO COVER IT UP WITH OTHER STUFF OR PRETEND I’M HOLDING SOMETHING DIFFERENT LIKE I WANT TO BE ABLE TO WALK DOWN THE STORE AISLE WITH PRIDE LIKE “YEAH I FUCKING BLEED OUT OF MY HOO HA SO FUCKING WHAT YOU WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT I’LL TAKE YOU DOWN MOTHERFUCKER”
I reached some kind of shame-free nirvana a couple of years ago. Now I just pile my tampons and my ibuprofen and my chocolate bars all into the basket together and give the checkout person my best beaming smile.
Occasionally if I’m buying lube I move it to be near the vegetables on the little conveyer thing, just in case they have a blog about customer service and are running low on amusing stories.
noooo fucks are given during my grocery trips