Shhh! I Don't Want Anyone To See Me!

My consistent,

lucid,

annotator,

Yaz 129,

brought up the wonderful comparison of me,

getting a little embarrassed,

and a little anxious,

when I spouted out,

"It's my daughter's car!"

In my story,

"A Dynamic Father,"

to that of,

being asked by my daughters,

to buy them tampons from the store.

(Read "A Dynamic Father" and you'll see why.)

Raising four of them,

daughters that is,

I have gone to the store,
to buy tampons,
on more then one occasion.

It was about a year ago,

that I swore I would never do it again when,

at the time,

I went in line,

at the 15 items or less aisle,

and plopped down a large,

72 count bag of tampons.

Trying to look cool to the attractive,

twenty something,

checkout girl,

she immediately looks me in the eye and says,

"That is really embarrassing.

I can't even go to the checkout and buy tampons for myself in front of other people.

I check out in the self serve aisle!"

Of course I have gone back since then,

shamefully,

with my tail between my legs,

to buy tampons for my girls.

Now,

I buy smaller bags of tampons,

hide them under other groceries,

and I use the self serve check out aisle!
And man,
do I look cool now!

This is the proud Papa of four girls Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.”

- Robert A. Heinlein -

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

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