I went through the process of pulling different ones off, looking through the packaging from the front and sides. I looked at ones that came with some sort of frisky little outfit that does something for containment, I'm sure. I looked at ones designed for the "youth" of today and ones for those who have "man"ned up. I came to the conclusion that this was WAY beyond my level of expertise. I looked at the mouth guard package, still in my hand, and I decided that if price worked for me with that, then I'd use the same method with the athletic cup. I quickly grabbed the cheapest "youth" and "man" sizes, sans frisky outfit, and headed to the front. I figured I'd make the kid choose between the two.
The little guy was up and ready when I got home, a mere thirty minutes after I'd left, thank you very much. Happy to report that the first one he chose was a fit. So relieved...I don't think I would've had the nerve to return a "tried on" cup.
Little guy: "I'll keep this one." He buzzed by me and placed it upon my head. I freaked my freak, just as he'd hoped. I do aim to please after all.
Me: "It's a cup, not a cap!!!" Me running off to wash my hair...already thinking of just how I'll get him back...hmmmmmmmm.....
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