It might be fun to go to a place that makes their employees do that every time and buy only a box of tampons. Or Preparation H or something.

What that "gentleman" did to you was assault, and I would have informed him of that as soon as he touched me. Just to help him out, of course, and prevent him going to jail if he did it to someone less tolerant than myself. Yeah, that's why!



The cashier was so nice and talkative an friendly until she got to us. Dead silence. My husband tries to make conversation and it falls flat. It's really hilarious in hindsight. Should've said something to make it obvious that the cream was for me, if I wasn't so dadgum embarrassed.

The OTC stuff is working really well, though. It's almost gone. It's funny to wander around the apartment saying "Where's my jock itch cream?!" Cracks my husband up.

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