today i bought my first selection of adult incontinence products. two trips so two cashier moments. i kept expecting that the cashier and i would have a kind of moment. you know, a sort of knowing commiseration. i don't know why i thought that would happen. but it didn't. i could have been buying hamburgers or toilet cleaner. i, however, now know that that product aisle is as replete with choices as feminine hygiene.
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