Monday Memory #3
The Time My Mother Found My Birth Control Pills
Oh, the naivete of youth! I was home for a weekend during college and had brazenly left my little packet of birth control pills on my nightstand in my bedroom.
I didn't see any need to hide them because my mother was a pharmacist. So I stupidly assumed she'd be PROUD of me for being responsible and taking care of things on my own.
Ah, no. Because she was a mother before she was a pharmacist and the "mother" reacted, not the pharmacist. Oops. Needless to say, she was quite upset and a BIG lecture occurred.
The funny thing was, about 5 or 6 years later she handed me a big brown paper bag and said, "Don't open it until you get home." I was at my parents' house for dinner. So, curiousity aroused, I tore into the bag as soon as I left their street. Oh my God!! It was a bag full of condoms. And not just regular 'ol condoms but brightly colored ones and all sorts of variations I won't go into.
Come to find out she had just been in Las Vegas at a big pharmacy convention - and this is what she brings home to her daughter. I guess she figured I was beyond redemption so she better make sure I was as prepared as possible. To this day we never talk about "that bag."
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