It slid down her pants leg and plopped to the ground, oozing blood (TMI)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I went to the movies this past weekend and ended up having to stand in line for a ticket for about 50 minutes. Which wasn’t a problem since the movie I saw wasn’t going to start for another 2 hours. There were probably 250 people in line. I was people watching, but my attention was continually drawn to the woman in front of me, who was wearing khakis and was continually grabbing her ass, as if trying to adjust her underwear.

Then, that’s when I noticed it.

A lump, sliding down her right pant leg.

Slowly it dropped, stopping every now and then as she shifted her feet.

Surely, I thought to myself, it couldn’t be… Naw, no way, not THAT.

But what other explanation was there?

I watched, fascinated, as the lump continued it’s journey, until finally it appeared at the bottom of her pants, fell onto her right shoe and then plopped onto the floor, where it lay, slowly oozing blood.

A Maxi-Pad.

(Pauses to allow Dopers to barf, clean computer screen of whatever drink they have spit all over it, etc.)

It is without a doubt the single grossest thing I’ve seen in 3 years.

And then the stench hit me. Apparently it was a “scented” Maxi-Pad. Well, when combined with the smell of the blood and other excretions, the smell was enough to cause your gums to bleed.

And yes, the woman ended up in the same theater with me, but I sat far away from her.

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Well. Isn’t that special!

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Wow. So did she just leave it there? Didn’t anyone else notice? Was she with anybody?

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Yes.

If they did they didn’t say anything.

She was with 2 other women.

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What did you see three years ago?

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Ewwwwwwwwwwww,

So not glad I opened this thread just before dinner

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:confused: I’m confused.:confused:

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You said:

The natural question is: what did you see 3 years ago that was worse than this?

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I was going to ask the same thing as World Eater. Whatever it was that compares to what you witnessed above, we want to hear it.

[goes back to his lunch unperturbed]

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OMG, I think if that happened I would not have stayed to see the movie. I do not care how long I had been in line, I would definately have left.

Although, I think the biggest question here is when she felt it falling out why did she not excuse herself to the restroom. Her two friends could have held her place in line, and she could have avoided it falling to the floor.

Put me in the group who is wondering what could have happened three years ago.

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This is worse:

http://tinyurl.com/j2c4

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“Get that for me, would you dear?”

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So what did you see? Was it any good?

And, that is nasty as hell, but I feel even worse for the person who has to pick it up.
The poor unsuspecting shlump who is making little more than minimum wage stumbling upon that!
Or a child in line?

Not only is that gross it’s dangerous. What if she had some sort of BBP?

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“Baby Arrives on Train” indeed.

I could just imagine it walking off, lighting it’s pipe, tipping his hat to the conductor and moving off to catch a carriage.

“Ah,” squeeks the three-hour-old infant as he sees the clock outside the station, “Right on time.”

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I have a story that comes close to being as gross.

My church asked me to take in a single woman because she had no place to go (they had helped me when I had no place to go) so I felt obligated. I took her in. She was really wierd. She brought a bunch of stuff and put it in the spare bedroom. A few weeks went by and I could smell something. One day I went snooping in her room and she had junk everywhere. I noticed there was something in the toaster oven so I opened it. It was NOT bad food it was a dirty maxi pad!!! I was so grossed out.
I ended up getting rid of the girl. She was a pig!

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What the hell?! Why, why, why would you put a used maxi pad in a toaster oven?! Jeez, people can be so disgusting.

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:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:

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In the spirit of sharing, I have to mention the Drop 'er Drawers lady.

I never saw her. But she’s still a legend.

I used to work at a restaurant with only two stalls in the bathroom; it was very popular on weekends and the line was often 20 women long. Out the door and down the hall.

And someone brought to our attention one night that there was a pair of shit-filled panties on the floor of said bathroom. Right in the middle of the line that was out the door and down the hall.

No one would admit who did it. No one knew, so they said, who had done it.

And yet the fact remains that a woman was standing in a line of 20 people for the restroom, and dropped her panties, filled with shit, on the floor. In front of God and everybody.

And then she left?

We have no answers. Just more questions.

The busser who had to clean it up just about threw up. That’s all we know for sure.

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I’ve been using pads for 20 years and have never, ever had one come unsecured from where it was supposed to be. Ever.

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OK, I’ve gotta ask.
If the pad was bloody enough to stink [scented pad notwithstanding] wasn’t this woman concerned about the effect her unprotected womanhood would have on her khakis? Depending on the day, she could have looked like someone shot her in the crotch by the time the movie was over. I don’t think I’d want to be the next person to sit in that movie theater seat.

[I can’t believe I’m actually sick and bored enough to give this disgusting tale this much consideration]