Surprise, surprise…
There is an infinite amount of possibility when someone takes it upon themselves to go out and explore their surroundings; Or in my case, when I need to go to the store because my daily regimen of cleanliness and food will be disturbed. This is a wonderful time of year to go out – you could even say it’s an adventurer’s dream. So much beauty of nature shines through and there are so many new details in the landscape, or as we so lovingly call them, potholes. With the winter we are having they feel more like an entrance to an underground world.
With more than one pit stop to make I was focused to get things done quickly and efficiently as possible without forgetting anything.
I was surprised, baffled, confused (I am looking for the right word to capture this feeling, but there doesn’t seem to be one) when looking for a couple of cheap pens lead me to condoms. Again I feel the need to insert the word confusion because as I sit here writing this, I still do not understand how someone in charge of store layout would so nicely display pens, and Crayola crayons right next to the array of condoms and lubes.
I can’t put my head around this one. Obviously, with my luck, as I was standing there a ten year old came walking down that isle looking for new crayons. Luckily, the mother was quick behind him and directed him back somewhere else. No crayons for him in the near future.
I can only suppose that this must be a symptom of today’s society in general. Or the more obvious reason, they need a new HR person because they are hiring some twisted people to work in that department. Crayons and condom…that pretty much spells out something completely different to me than isle 6. (Figure picked out the sky.)
