Over the holidays I needed to stop at the drugstore to load up on some pocket things. As time goes by and my joints are slowly falling apart, I find ibuprofen to be a necessary carry-on. However, I work in a place where if the health inspector found medicine in my backpack, I could get in trouble. So, I have secret stashes. (A film canister deeply hidden in the bag and an SD card holder in my…. Wait. You’re going to rat me out, aren’t you? I thought we were friends!)
Also, I needed another chapstick. Did you know that they make little chapsticks? Little ones!
Then, I needed another deodorant for my tiny toiletry bag, but the travel size containers have such giant, space-wasting lids. What is up with that?
I trimmed it down.
Dissatisfied, I trimmed it down further.
I think I might have a problem.