Just why?
Why is it that when carrying out a task that could be embarrassing, it always is?
Murphy’s Law
A supposed law of nature, expressed in various humorous popular sayings, to the effect that anything that can go wrong will go wrong (Oxford Languages).
So I was buying condoms at the grocery store. I had noticed a female clerk and was planning on going to her to purchase the item. So that is what I did.
Except that the little box was getting treated like a fragile egg, left to the side, out in the open, while bagging commenced. Only to then be placed visibly on top as the final item. And this was carried out, not by the anticipated female, but by a male associate.
Hahahaha. Very funny people.
I worked to look cool as a cucumber. I put on my glasses and gazed out the window, in the manner of Bridget Jones. Then I took my purchase and sauntered out of the store. Because that was the only thing to do.
It was a bit like the Murphy’s law of condom buying. What can get embarrassing, will.
Saturday 25 February
“122 lbs. (miracle: sex proved indeed to be best form of exercise), alcohol units 0, cigarettes 0, calories 200 (at last have found the secret of not eating: simply replace food with sex).”
Bridget Jones Diary, by Helen Fielding
Big Love 
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