Originally Posted: 2006-07-25 12:51pm
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To whoever found my makeshift sanitary pad, deepest apologies.
I still donít know who you areómaybe a coworker or one of the cleaning people or one of my customers at the high-end retail store I work at. But whateverÖ Iím sorry.
I was aghast when I found out what happened. At the end of my shift, I pulled down my pants in the bathroom and realized that the piece of toilet paper Iíd wedged between my thong and my crotch had fallen out and didnít get caught in a pantleg or a sock along the way. I.e., it fell out onto the salesfloor somewhere.
Itís not as if I didnít have a tampon. Or a pad, for that matter. It was a bad set of circumstances, to be sure. First of all, I hadnít gone home the night before. So I didnít get to change my panties. I was stuck with a thong. Which wouldnít have been a problem, but because of my menstrual cramp-induced constipation, I indulged in a little laxative ingestion the night before workóthe night I didnít go home. WellÖ this was my first time taking a laxative. I didnít know Iíd be a walking colon waterfall!
As every woman knows, itís no fun to poo when you have a tampon string hanginí out your coochÖ so I didnít use a tampon. I was wearing a thong, so I couldnít use a pad. You see my problem.
I tried to keep that toilet paper stuck there, I really did. I thought for sure that my pants were tight enough to prevent any major movement. At worst, I thought, the TPíd slip and get roadblocked by my socks.
My only hope now is that, because my period wasnít heavy, you found a flattened wad of clean toilet paper rubbed a little thin by the friction of some pubes. Maybe you found a pube. But if you found a bloodied napkin smooshed into the curvature of a womanís genitalia, I just really hope you blamed it on one of the crackheads who come into the store and not one of the staffÖ
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