When I was a kid in Brooklyn, we used to go to the beach in Coney Island. My brother told me all those blobs moving in and out with the waves at the water line were Coney Island Whitefish. I was an adult before I learned they weren’t fish but used condoms.
"Well, that's not a subject for a lady," my grandmother would be saying, and perhaps she is up there in the stars somewhere. However, of course, because you wrote it, I read it. It just brought to mind a condom I found when I was snorkeling in St. Thomas at an upscale resort. There wasn't much to look at in the water off the beautiful shoreline lined with palm trees and sprinkled with Adirondak chairs. It was very shallow water, but I thought I might see some fish at least. The bottom was rather murky, kind of dusty, not what you usually see off the islands in the Caribbean. So I looked for anything that just moved at all. It was low tide with no current. There was nothing...not a soul in the water or under it. Not even a rusty beer can, or you know, a pirate's golden coin. I thought well, I'll give it a few more minutes...and there it was, something moved. I got closer and backed off as I realized it was a used, dusty looking, condom. Ugh!! I kind of gagged into my mouth snorkel. I was filled with, should I run/swim away...or be kind and remove it so no one else fears it like I did? It took me only a few seconds to turn and swim back to shore. Maybe some guy will find it before a turtle chokes on it. I felt violated. I went to the bar, ordered a drink and drove back home to read a book. Thanks, Norm, for a memory I thought should have been erased by now.
Condoms in St. Thomas--there's a title! It's hilarious that it was dusty" even though it was in the water. It doesn't make sense and it makes all the sense. So funny. For the memory, I'm not sure if I should apologize or say you're welcome, which is the story of my life.
Never apologize for being you. That's what makes you unique. It gave me a good laugh for sure. The whole area around that thing was dusty looking, like it created a spreading fungus. Perhaps it has something to do with the loss of the coral reefs.... this could be a major scientific revelation. No more in the ocean stuff, guys.
Yeah. Those darn birth control pills wreak havoc ! As for condoms. True story. When my husband and I went out of town we had a young man stay with the kids (then under 14) and take care of our 160 lb irascible newf Bear. Big house with a pool. Da Works! Easy job. Big pay. In other words have a great but respectable time in chez Jenn . Erin had show and tell at school soon after we returned . Yup . A condom. A USED one . “ when my parents were gone Jamey and his girlfriend slept in their bed and left a lot of these inside the sheets . Btw we were not “rubber” devotees thus. Erin In all her glory was an ooops. I treasure each of her 38 years .
Made me laugh. I thiink you're stuck somewhere between 8 and 16. That's not so bad, unless Trump starts targeting teenagers. You might see somebody about your condtion.
Once upon time, I cleaned dorm rooms during the summer. The pay was decent and I was hired fairly immediately without going home on a bus (a week's round trip) and hunting for work after fun, travel, and adventure. The rooms were in old buildings with metal radiators. One radiator featured a lonely used condom as decoration. The best part was I knew the inhabitant but never let on.. :D
When I was a kid in Brooklyn, we used to go to the beach in Coney Island. My brother told me all those blobs moving in and out with the waves at the water line were Coney Island Whitefish. I was an adult before I learned they weren’t fish but used condoms.
I can't decide if that's a good brother thing or a bad brother thing. Probably both. ;)
"Well, that's not a subject for a lady," my grandmother would be saying, and perhaps she is up there in the stars somewhere. However, of course, because you wrote it, I read it. It just brought to mind a condom I found when I was snorkeling in St. Thomas at an upscale resort. There wasn't much to look at in the water off the beautiful shoreline lined with palm trees and sprinkled with Adirondak chairs. It was very shallow water, but I thought I might see some fish at least. The bottom was rather murky, kind of dusty, not what you usually see off the islands in the Caribbean. So I looked for anything that just moved at all. It was low tide with no current. There was nothing...not a soul in the water or under it. Not even a rusty beer can, or you know, a pirate's golden coin. I thought well, I'll give it a few more minutes...and there it was, something moved. I got closer and backed off as I realized it was a used, dusty looking, condom. Ugh!! I kind of gagged into my mouth snorkel. I was filled with, should I run/swim away...or be kind and remove it so no one else fears it like I did? It took me only a few seconds to turn and swim back to shore. Maybe some guy will find it before a turtle chokes on it. I felt violated. I went to the bar, ordered a drink and drove back home to read a book. Thanks, Norm, for a memory I thought should have been erased by now.
P. S. I'm glad your wife is okay.
Condoms in St. Thomas--there's a title! It's hilarious that it was dusty" even though it was in the water. It doesn't make sense and it makes all the sense. So funny. For the memory, I'm not sure if I should apologize or say you're welcome, which is the story of my life.
Never apologize for being you. That's what makes you unique. It gave me a good laugh for sure. The whole area around that thing was dusty looking, like it created a spreading fungus. Perhaps it has something to do with the loss of the coral reefs.... this could be a major scientific revelation. No more in the ocean stuff, guys.
Yeah. Those darn birth control pills wreak havoc ! As for condoms. True story. When my husband and I went out of town we had a young man stay with the kids (then under 14) and take care of our 160 lb irascible newf Bear. Big house with a pool. Da Works! Easy job. Big pay. In other words have a great but respectable time in chez Jenn . Erin had show and tell at school soon after we returned . Yup . A condom. A USED one . “ when my parents were gone Jamey and his girlfriend slept in their bed and left a lot of these inside the sheets . Btw we were not “rubber” devotees thus. Erin In all her glory was an ooops. I treasure each of her 38 years .
Many of us are an ooops, I imagine. Also, we have a newfie. Miss Millie Butterbuns. Best dog I've ever had by a mile.
Made me laugh. I thiink you're stuck somewhere between 8 and 16. That's not so bad, unless Trump starts targeting teenagers. You might see somebody about your condtion.
Condition? I think you meant conditions. ;)
Holy shit. Didn't know birth control pills could do that.
Yeah, us neither. Glad they work for others. For us, they were basically a lobotomy.
Once upon time, I cleaned dorm rooms during the summer. The pay was decent and I was hired fairly immediately without going home on a bus (a week's round trip) and hunting for work after fun, travel, and adventure. The rooms were in old buildings with metal radiators. One radiator featured a lonely used condom as decoration. The best part was I knew the inhabitant but never let on.. :D
Prophylactic are a grossly underutilized decoration.