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the coin-op tampon machine in the bathroom at work is a thing of beauty. it's not a particularly attractive bit of metal, but the very existence of it means that i don't have to walk past the IT cubicles with sanitary supplies clutched in hand/hiding in my sleeve.

i tend to not wear pockets, and the very idea of wearing clothes with pockets one week a month is a little ludicrous. although i'm pretty sure no one here would put two and two together, i am always reminded of the ex-boyfriend in high school who mockingly pointed out how he could always tell who was having that kind of week simply by observing which females were suddenly carrying purses. who else notices that kind of stuff? you never know. the peace of mind is totally worth the spare change i feed the machine.



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