This may sound weird or creepy, but I kinda love hearing mortifying period stories. Because, as a dude, it's something I will NEVER experience myself. It's all new to me.

Also, it's impressive that you could do that while driving. I can barely listen to music and drive at the same time.

Daffy- I have come dangerously close to having one of those “fishing” trips. Not with 2 tampons but with one, very deep tampon that overstayed its visit way longer than the one in my latest story.

TKOG- OMG, thank you for that! haha! I literally just spit coffee over my desk when I got to the part about the footprints in your shower! That is awesome!

In fact…

I just moved into a new apartment and still didn't have all my furnishings in place. In particular, I didn't yet have a bathroom trash can. One morning a few weeks ago I was taking a tampon out and realized I had nowhere to put it: couldn't flush it with my old plumbing; didn't want to throw it in the kitchen trash (menstrual blood + kitchen = vom). So I did what any sane person would do: wrapped it in one layer of TP and tossed it in my bath rub (with the curtains drawn) to get it out of my hair, so to speak, until I could take out the trash after work.

When I came home, I remembered that the plumber was supposed to come that afternoon. Sure enough, the bathroom faucet had been replaced. But surely he didn't step in the shower?!

I threw back the curtain to see several dirty shoeprints inside the tub, and a trail of blood where the tampon (wrapped in now-blood-soaked TP) had been kicked from one side of the tub to the other.

I pretty much died.

Sorry, btdubs! Didn't mean to post hijack! I just had to have your back on psychological tampon trauma slash let you know you're not alone in the “discarding used tampons in the worst places” club!

Daffy- I can't believe I haven't done that yet. I have lost it before and came very close to a fishing trip….