Friday, April 06, 2007

Been There, Done That


I had to stop be the pharmacy to pick up some meds for the family yesterday evening. I needed some heavy flu medicine and the girls in the house had some prescriptions to pick up as well. Any time you go to the CVS after 9 PM you run into a different crowd than the little old peolpe that shop during the daylight hours. While waiting around for the technician to figure out the different insurance plans involved, I noticed two teenage homies checking out the condom section.

Buying condoms has never been a stress free purchase for me. It's always the same feeling that everyone around has just gotten a very intimate look into my private life. That being said, I also never felt the need to have someone come with me for support. The guys (about 17/18) were looking over all of the different brands and mulling their options. I tried not to look as though I was watching them as they made this valuable life decision. They were there several minutes and made several nervous looks to see if anybody they knew had suddenly arrived. I finally decided that these boys could use some of my years of accumulated wisdom. When I turned to impart them with my advice I found that they had disappeared.

Oh well, hopefully they made a good decision. I stood waiting a few more minutes before I finally got my issue resolved. The insurance compay wasn't going to pay for it. I was going to need to call and complain tomorrow. As I walked towards the front, I saw the expeditious young men from earlier in the check out line. They were standing still nervously bag in hand waiting for the cashier to release them from their misery and hand over the change. The cashier was clearly enjoying this too. I looked at the bag they were holding and saw that besides the condoms they had also purchased some Certs and a couple of bags of Chex Mix. "Looks like you guys have a big evening planned," I announced.

They just hurried out of the store as if the security cameras had laser beams attached to them.

8 comments:

Gyuss Baaltar said...

You are a terrible man.

The one good thing about working in this neighborhood is the sex shop on the corner. At least when I was single and I'd get the nooner call, I could swing in there for supplies and buy condoms. It's easy to not be embarassed buying condoms when the guy in front of you in line is buying the real-doll replica of John Holme's privates.

Dagromm said...

Wow, that dude had some cash. I guess if you're at the sex shop buying condoms they at least don't think you're some loser going home to masturbate. They probably assume that you're going to hire a prostitute.

heather said...

lmao! ok, so maybe you aren't jealous of gyuss' last post. this one is great too.
i ran into a similar situation a few years back with two teenage boys struggling with the whole condom choice thing. i chose a slightly different route. i walked up to them, handed them a pack of my prefered brand, told them they couldn't go wrong with these, winked and walked away. as i was leaving i caught sight of them at the register. i have never in my life seen two guys who were as red in the face as them. lol

fringes said...

Blogworth wars should be declared every day.

Why, oh why, must people taunt those of us making condom purchases? Just because I also walked out with Hustler and a liter of vodka doesn't mean my private life is open for discussion.

mist1 said...

They should let guys try on condoms in the fitting room before purchasing.

heather said...
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heather said...

happy easter dagromm, hope you and yours had a great one :-)

Dagromm said...

Thanks Heather!! You too!