Coworker (whispering): Do you have a tampon?
Me: Sure (Because I don’t trust the machine in the ladies room to be stocked or functional, I keep a stash in my cabinet at work. So I take an OB tampon and hand it to her.)
Coworker (looking confused I suppose from the lack of the applicator): What is that?
Me: (pause) It’s a Do-It-Yourselfer.
Coworker: (starts laughing) Are there instructions with it?
Me: (after laughing with her for a minute) It doesn’t have an applicator.
Coworker: Ohhhh… (She starts to walk away.)
Me (calling after her): Hey, you can’t be choosy in your situation!
That’s probably the last time she’ll come to me next time she’s caught off guard!