craveytrain

I know, it’s been a long time since I have posted. Honestly, I just haven’t had anything original to say that wasn’t uttered by every groom-to-be. But today, today I had an experience blog worthy.

I am getting married this Saturday. Yes, this Saturday. I took the rest of the week off, starting today, to get things together. Today was my day to run errands. One of those errands was to run to the grocery store. As a soon to be husband, I was doing the responsible thing and purchasing condoms. Do I want kids? Yes. Do I want kids in 9 months? No.

So, while there, perusing my options (I’m like this about everything, I have to evaluate every option), an older gentleman (probably mid 50s) was being shown where the condoms were by a supermarket employee. He notices me shopping for the same product as I grab a couple boxes and he says “So, do you like those?” Uh… pardon me? I’m a little weirded out, a strange man just asked me how I like my condoms.

He notices the uneasy look on my face and tells me he was divorced yesterday and figured getting some condoms was the responsible thing to do. Plus, he said it made him feel like he was gonna be ok. He told me back in the day they were all really small and uncomfortable and was looking for advice on what to get. I explained to him the sizing of condoms and gave a few other tidbits of wisdom.

Then he reached for the “warming sensation” condoms.

“Uh, you don’t want those. Trust me.” He thanked me, grabbed a couple different boxes and told me before he walked off, “Good Luck”.

I replied with the only thing that came to mind, “Happy Hunting”.