Y'know those companies that promise discreet shipping? Discreet as in, "We promise we won't put nude girls, XXX, or giant condom stickers on the outside of your packaging"? I always thought that was very considerate. It seems like everyone these days has adopted discreet shipping methods. Well, almost everyone. This is the package I received in the mail yesterday. I guess they must've missed the memo...
My sweetheart was cracking up when he saw this! Oh yes, he thought it was hilarious. I did too, but I'm still mortified. C'mon people! I know you're sending me condoms, you know you're sending me condoms, but does the rest of the world really need to know?! My poor mail man. He has to live with the knowledge of how sexually active & "safe" I am. I hope I don't get any suspicious looks from him the next time he brings a package to the door. Thankfully this one was small enough to fit in the mail box, so I never had to see his reaction. Still, I feel this somewhat *cough* suggestive packaging might put a damper on our relationship. And now I feel strange and icky for even conceiving the notion of a relationship with the mailman. This whole ordeal has left me in need of therapy, and a shower. Please excuse me while I scrub disturbing thoughts from my mind. Dear lord, I may never be clean..
My sweetheart was cracking up when he saw this! Oh yes, he thought it was hilarious. I did too, but I'm still mortified. C'mon people! I know you're sending me condoms, you know you're sending me condoms, but does the rest of the world really need to know?! My poor mail man. He has to live with the knowledge of how sexually active & "safe" I am. I hope I don't get any suspicious looks from him the next time he brings a package to the door. Thankfully this one was small enough to fit in the mail box, so I never had to see his reaction. Still, I feel this somewhat *cough* suggestive packaging might put a damper on our relationship. And now I feel strange and icky for even conceiving the notion of a relationship with the mailman. This whole ordeal has left me in need of therapy, and a shower. Please excuse me while I scrub disturbing thoughts from my mind. Dear lord, I may never be clean..
