We took a break from packing, cleaning, and everything else that’s on the to-do list before we move. We spent the majority of the day out. The weather was beautiful and I’m glad I could enjoy it. Plus no pain today! I wanted a tuna sandwich for lunch but I told hubby I would take him anywhere except Chipotle. (One of these days I’m going to surprise him and do it.) He wanted to go to a burger joint in the Rivergate area that he’s been to but this was my first time visit. I’m not a burger person; I prefer chicken. I was going to get a salad but upon seeing the salads used mixed greens (not too keen on those) I decided to get a chicken sandwich. I was “good” in the sense that I didn’t get fries and opted for my side salad to satisfy the craving. Unfortunately for me I’m still craving that salad and I will probably go out this afternoon to get it!
Hubby walked across the courtyard to Coldstone. I debated if I was going to get anything. There was a yogurt bar. I decided if I was going to cheat I should do it in a more healthy way. I made my own cookies and creme.
We went to Home Depot so hubby could get a key made and for us to get ideas for lighting and other accessories for the new apartment. There was an “incident” in the parking lot. I had my signal on to indicate I was going to turn left down an isle and the car in the other direction was just sitting there so I went for it. When I got out of the car a lady started to yell at me for being rude. I admit I might be wrong and reviewing footage makes me a better driver.
I had some other business I needed to take care of. I went to a few stores and none of them had what I wanted. I was a bit reluctant to write about this because it’s kind of personal but two things came out of this; a serious socio-economic issue and comic relief from my frustration. I was store-hopping to find a specific condom. After visiting two stores that carried them but were sold out, I found a CVS that had them in stock. This CVS is in a lower-class neighborhood. Crime rates are probably a little bit higher in this area than the immediate surrounding areas. I understand that stores would want to protect merchandise by either locking it behind a window (baby formula), putting it in a clear anti-theft box (razor refills), or adding anti-theft tags (Tide laundry detergent). There was a line at the pharmacy and the condoms were located behind the pharmacy. Condoms aren’t a product I think deserves to be “inaccessible.” What. The. Heck. I’m not an expert in consumer habits, but I believe that condoms are one of those products that people are embarrassed to ask for. I think it’s a barrier and I can give a few examples and reasons for why I think that. I walked out of the store simply because I didn’t want to wait in a long line at the pharmacy. (Plan B One-Step was on the shelf and not behind the pharmacy — someone explain this to me!)
I was frustrated. A Walgreens near me had what I wanted in stock. On the way there I realized it was prom night. On the way home I saw more teens in front of the waterwheel having their pictures taken. And then I laughed out loud and decided the reasons the store shelves were empty of condoms is because they were being bought for after-prom night festivities. (Not really. I’m sure it’s just coincidence.)