Feminine Woes Continued

Ladies, have you ever been at a job interview and suddenly realized that you needed a pen? Like you know, maybe to fill out some tax form here or maybe just a little signature there? So I was in the same exact predicament just a few days ago. I'm sitting across the desk from my future boss and we're discussing some highly convoluted scientific concept. As we're doing this, he shoves a paper towards me to sign. Uh oh, no pen! So I reach into my pocket, feel for a cylindrical object, and whip it out in front of my face:


A chilling silence pervaded the office. I totally forgot that I shoved all these free tampons in every possible place that they would hold, i.e. backpack pockets, jeans pockets, and yes, coat pockets.

Now, this situation would've been passable if I was interviewing with a woman. But this here was a man. And apparently a shy one because his face turned beet red. I casually shoved the thing back into my pocket and said "Well, I guess I DON'T have a pen." His rosacea calmed down after a few minutes, but damn. I don't even think I should call into work now.