This reminds me of a story my ex-boyfriend told me about a friend of his from art school, who worked at the Castro Street Walgreens Drug Store, in San Francisco, which is open 24 hours. Among the many stories and experiences he carried away from that place, the worst was a homeless woman who came in and used a Fleet Enema package in one of the aisles. Gaaa-rosss!
When I was just out of high school, some friends and I, gay boys and our hags, went to Pirate’s Cove beach in southern California, a clothing-optional beach. We all looked forward to it excitedly, expecting a wonderland of nudity, a live Calvin Klein Obsession ad. We all came away from there never wanting to go to another clothing-optional anything ever again.
The worst thing I saw was a 300+lb hippie-chick complete with love-beads unshaven everything, with her tampon string hanging out while playing volleyball. MY EYES! MY EYES!
Thius reminded me of a bachelor party I once attended. We ended up at a strip club, and there was a young African American (Or whatever term is politically correct these days) woman dancing. She stood on on leg and pointed the other leg at the ceiling. Quite a trick! Thats when I noticed The String™…
As my friend who was getting married said, “You’d think she’d have at least used a magic marker to camoflage the thing!”
I’ve read this thread, chuckling and shaking my head, but haven’t really been all that grossed out…until I read this.
Hey, man, at least you’re gay. Just the mental image of this is giving my heterosexuality the dry heavers.
Meh, my roommate in college worked in a Lerner’s and she came home one day and announced she was never cleaning the dressing rooms again. Apparently, in one day she’d found a used tampon lying in the floor of one, and big pile of shit in another.
The really bad thing? The store was right next door to the mall’s public restrooms.
This was too funny and gross-
In Junior High someone stuck a used maxi pad on a locker in the cafeteria- how it got in there I’ll never know. I heard the vice principal peeled it off in disgust.
Yep!
That reminds me that I need to get recertified when I get back to work.
I know at work if anybody thinks about bleeding on anything we have to double glove and bleach everything down. Face shields and sleves. Only safety reps who are certified or the nurses are allowed to go near blood.
I couldn’t imagine the nastiness of coming across something old, used, and discarded.