Wednesday, April 22, 2009

And for today's science project....

For, whatever moronic reason, Grant said something to my son about him wearing a tampon.

...because that's the sort of insult men give to other men and for some God unknown reason, it makes sense to them... Yes, I bite the inside of my cheek and stare at the ceiling in horror...a lot...

I said that that would be one of the dumbest things any guy could ever do.

After that, for whatever other moronic reason, I suddenly had a captive audience.

Picture it.

I've got these two guys staring at me in awe asking about how they even work.

This was so turning into a conversation I never expected to have to have.

I'm trying to explain it and they're not getting it.
"For the love of God..."
So, I went to get one.

When I came back to the living room and sat down on the couch, you would have thought I was about to reveil the secrets of the universe to them.

They were that rapt in attention.

So, turning into a moron with the rest of the group...

...it was like being in 2nd grade all over again and it being show and tell time...

I passed it around.

They both were utterly perplexed as to how plastic would be beneficial.

At first I wasn't getting it. Then it hit me that they really thought that the plastic was the important part.

So, clearly, my job wasn't done.

Like an ass, I stood up and gave the demonstration portion of the speech. I made a fist and slide the tampon through my hand and pulled both removable plastic pieces off with one swoop, leaving only the string showing.

You can imagine how utterly ridiculous I looked standing there with these two with their mouths opened wide at the marvel that is Tampax.

You would think the questions would have ended there, right?
No...of course not!

They weren't getting how it stayed in, how it did anything, why it would work.

I didn't know what else to do, so I dipped it in a cup of water for a second and held it up.

...and you know how that goes, the thing freakin' exploded and expanded in all directions and held all the contents of the cup...within a second...

I really wish you could have seen the look on their faces.
Total amazement.

It was everything I could do to not burst out laughing just looking at them both.

This is when the Q&A portion came into play...

I answered question after question. Then I ended said speech with comments about Toxic Shock Syndrome and how that can kill us as a result of using them.

Let me just say...they're both happy to be male right now.

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3 comments:

  1. I can totally see where guys would use the tampon to insult another guy because.....MY GUYS GO WINTER CAMPING AND THAT'S ALL THEY DO ALL FREAKIN WEEKEND LONG!

    There, I feel better. I'm pretty sure my husband knows how a tampon works and I don't have to demonstrate, however, my son.....I might just let his (1st real) girlfriend handle that one. She's planning on being a sex therapist (yes, at the age of 18!) so she should be able to handle that conversation. She actually announced her career choice while having dinner with us. After that, I had my husband properly equip my son for any possible....activity. Yup, activity.

    And then she proceeded to mash all of her dinner together into one big lump. We tried to avert our gaze, but we were fascinated as none of us likes to have our food *touching* anything else. It's true. We're more than neurotic.

    How did we get onto this topic......? I'm wandering, as usual. Tragic.

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  2. That is a frightening story. How do they live with us for thousands and thousands of years and not know shit about us?

    I can still see their mouths hanging open in my mind...

    That is... there are no words lol

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  3. I believe it was Principal Skinner who said "I don't trust any animal that bleeds for 5 days and doesn't die"

    Great story.

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