December 4th, 2006

Felicia

CONDOMS, Rose! CONDOMS CONDOMS CONDOMS!

I went grocery shopping during my lunch hour, at an unfamiliar store, and wasn't able to locate condoms. I swear, I must've walked up and down the aisle marked "Family Planning" three or four times, but I couldn't find them anywhere. Normally I'd flag someone down and ask, but my lunch hour was winding down.

Er, that's the convenient excuse, anyway. The more-real one? Well, asking someone where the condoms are in aisles chock-full of little old ladies? *blush* It reminded me of this scene from The Golden Girls. Watch it, damn you, it's funny.