Wednesday, 18 May 2005
Prude? Or Just Prudent?
This bright and sunny morning, as I do each week, I stopped by my corner Monoprix to pick up a small supply of apples and water for the office. The cashier rang me up and moved on to the next client.
"The next client" was a young guy, dressed for the office but not too much so. He'd seemed in a hurry, and a little annoyed when there was a delay for my receipt. Normal enough, I figured - either he's in a rush, or he's just acting like the usual Parisian in line who doesn't get things his way, right away.
So, I bag my pair of groceries while he gets rung up. Until that point, his hands had been gently covering his one, solitary item. So I looked down at it.
A box of condoms.
Not annoyed - nervous. Or in a rush. At 10:00 in the morning. On a weekday.
Busy guy.