But it could happen...
My heels clicked along the glossy floor as I turned down the personal hygiene aisle, a male employee approached from the opposite end. He smiled as we moved past each other.
My heart thudded.
I bet my face was glowing bright red.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw that he had halted in front of deodorants and didn't look to be moving on again any time soon.
The bright and colourful boxes came into sight. My body temperature sky rocketed, my skin tingling all over.
I couldn't stop and look at the shelves. In fact I couldn't reach out as I walked by and grab a packet, take it to the cash register, hand it over to the check out chick along with my milk and then take it away in a shopping bag like it was no big deal. It is a big deal!
I marched away, not stopping.
Nope. I don't need them.
However, according to Murphy's Law if I'm not prepared it will happen, so maybe I've jinxed myself. But if I did buy them that would mean it won't happen, I would jinx myself anyway.
To buy condoms or not to buy condoms, for that is the question.