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So yesterday, I’m at work in Philadelphia. A girl I work with, lets call her Mint, asks me a question as I am washing dishes. I turn, being that Im staring deep into a orange, crusty wash tub and not listening, and ask her what she said. What I thought she had asked was for me to go to a corner newspaper stand and buy her condoms. Being that I just started working at this place a few weeks ago, and don’t know anyone enough to tell if they’re fucking with me, I thought, ‘hey… maybe she actually needs condoms and is too busy to get them herself’, as strange as that may be. I ask a guy I work with, lets call him Earl, what she had said. Naturally, he told me that she wanted condoms… thats what he wanted me to think/hear/etc. Certain that she wanted the condoms, I walk out the front door of my workplace, down to the green newspaper stand and bought two packs of trojan magnum condoms… thats all they had, ya know? The situation was playing out like a stupid movie.
Anyways, I return to work holding a black plastic bag containing the two packs of condoms. They were $10 together. I hand them to Mint who seems baffled that her change was only a ten dollar bill. (she had given me a $20.) I immediately felt a strong sense of dread. She looks very concerned. Not wanting to hang around and witness her reaction, I take off for the back. A few minutes later, she comes back laughing, and asks me why I had gotten her two packs of wraps. Earl starts dying laughing, and I realize that he had set me up. I guess she had asked for two packs of Tylenol. So we all had a good laugh and I KEPT THE WRAPS.
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