The Bubble Gum
When I used to buy condoms 700 years ago, I was careful to do two things. First, in a case of “optimism kills”, I stopped buying big boxes. Inevitably they led to breakups or droughts. Second, I always bought bubble gum with them. In my earliest days of buying them, I was nervous so this made me feel less conspicuous. Yes this was ridiculous but remember, it was 700 years ago. Then it just became a habit.
This popped into my head the other day at CVS when I was browsing adult diapers and pads. As a Sandwich Generation dad, I am many years removed from buying either condoms for myself or diapers for my now 12 year-olds. (Note: for them, puberty is the more imminent and scary challenge). Incontinence, however, is becoming a bigger problem for the other half of the sandwich. Hence my reading labels and trying to figure out a solution. There are many reasons that the standard adult protective underwear, if you will, will not work for my dad.
That’s a whole other post. What I will say is that when it comes to compromising purchases, I find that I still prefer to make them alongside gum. Some things never change.