I have a lot of thank-yous to say and comments to reply to that I was waiting until Wednesday to do, but then
fiendling and I went out to dinner and we witnessed An Incident that I had to relay -- in a public entry, no less.
Anyway!
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Cut for the squeamish. Because it's kiiiiiiiind of gross. )
We had oatmeal coloured uniforms. WHO THE FUCK THINKS OATMEAL SKIRTS ARE GOOD FOR TEENAGE GIRLS? ARGH so we had a thing 'Am I cool?' and other girls would check for us. If we weren't cool, we'd do the cardigan. If we saw someone who wasn't cool, we'd rush up and give them a hug from behind them march them down to my house because I was close to the school.
It happened once at college, I got blood all over the seat and didn't realise, and a woman I was in college with pointed it out, she said 'you sat in something' and I cleaned myself up, came back and cleaned the chair (thankfully hard plastic) and then had to explain it to her. She was at least 18 and had no idea what periods were. Weird.
I also saw a woman on the train station who had blood on a cream coloured skirt, so I pointed it out and then suggested she use her jacket to cover it when she started to panic.
Oh, I got a period on the plane once, white jeans, unexpected period, 18 hours with pads in the suitcase, unreachable. Black leather jacket worn like a shielf for a loooooong flight. Never worn white jeans or skirts or oatmeal ever again.
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