If You Disagree With Me, You're WRONG

Why I really don't like People of Walmart...

Seriously, I know it's the "hot" blog right now, and it started out funny.  But now it's just a lot of complaints about things like the color and fabrics of the outfits people wear.  I mean, who cares 
if a little old man in Texas wants to wear a shirt with Teddy Bears on it? 
It's not like it's a particularly ugly, revealing, age-inappropriate, or ill-fitting garment.  It just has a pattern that isn't commonly worn. When a 300 lb. woman is wearing a Dallas Cowboys cheerleading outfit?  That's just bad.  Wearing a bad hat on halloween?  *yawn*

I hope the blog either gets better or just fizzles out, because I'm of the opinion that it's more than fine to make fun of someone, but at least do it for the right reasons.  There's so much fucked up stuff at Walmart, so you shouldn't have to try so damned hard.

You were warned...

A webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language was pointed out to me today.  And I am pleased.  Because sometimes something just resonates with you, something that describes you, your life or your family.  This comic did just that.

When I meet people I feel like I should warn them.  They either get very confused or very annoyed, sometimes both.  I don't *try* to be annoying and/or strange.  I can't help it.  But it's inevitable and impossible to avoid.  I think preparation may just help people not have such a strong visceral reaction.

On another note, this one resonated with me, too:

When you can't call out a pest...

By now I'm sure it's obvious that I tend to be rather blunt.  I don't mind confronting people or saying what I think/feel.  So what happens when I HAVE to show tact?  Well, generally speaking, I go a bit crazy.  I still WANT to express my frustration, usually to the offender's face.  But something (and trust me, it has to be a damned good reason) sometimes gets in the way.

So there I am, wanting desperately to tell someone to go fuck themselves, the internet equivalent of "get off my lawn", and instead I have to smile and nod politely.  Usually because if I confront them on their annoying, stupid behavior, it will negatively effect dear old Uncle Walter.  
So I bite my tongue and it HURTS.  How to cope with someone who drives you bat-shit insane when you can't actually TELL them that they're driving you bat-shit insane?  So far I'm just a little condescending and tongue-in-cheek when dealing with them.  But eventually I think I'm going to burst.  And when that happens, it's never really pretty.  Exploding patience can be amusing, but no, it's not pretty.

*sigh*  Who'da thunk that ME, of all people, would need to hold my tongue?  As an actress, I'm not good enough to fake diplomacy for much longer.

You've never tried a pad like this. GUARANTEED.

Such is the claim of Always's latest product, Infinity.  For those of you who don't know, Always is the brand name for a Proctor & Gamble feminine product.  Specifically what is known as a "maxi pad."  This is used, by women, when their ovarian dams burst.  Something has to catch the blood when you're hemorrhaging like a horse.  Some women use tampons, which are like little cotton sticks that you stick up your twat.  But I find them very uncomfortable.  I can feel them when I use them, and the one thing I don't want to constantly be aware of is my crotch.

Prior to the 1980s, women wore what is known as a sanitary belt.  This was like a garter belt with a connector in the front and the back, to which women would attach a piece of cloth to soak up the flow.  This is why menstruation is often referred to as being "on the rag."  Thankfully I wasn't around for things like that.  I like the stick on option, and I love that Always has "wings" -- which are wrap around flaps to hold the blood better.

So when Always came out with this new style, I was kind of excited.  They're much thinner than even the regular Ultra Thins, yet they're supposed to have awesome flow control.  Last night I tried them.  There are two things to keep in mind with me.  First, I never have more or less than a "regular" flow, so I don't need super or light or anything else but "regular" strength.  Second, I don't have problems with leakage at night, so even when sleeping, I have never needed big honking pads.  Which is nice!  I'm a lucky woman.

My first impression was that they were VERY comfortable.  It reminded me of the episode of the Simpsons where Marge broke her leg.  It started out with the family skiing, and Homer runs into Ned Flanders on the slopes.  Ned is wearing a skin-tight ski suit and shakes his butt saying "Feels like I'm wearing nothing at all!"  So the comfort level was AWESOME. My second impression was that it had good coverage.  It's a long pad that has a wider back end, which should offer better protection.  All good news!

In to bed I go, and after several hours I finally fall asleep.  I wake up feeling clean, don't see any leakage, there's none on the bed.  We're all good.

Until I stand up.  Then the flood gates open.  Occasionally this has happened before.  If I spend the night on my back, the flow tends to get stuck up in there and just hang out.  With the thin maxis, the pad manages to catch it before it goes anywhere else.  The Infinity, however, had nearly no absorption power.  Leakage everywhere.  Down my legs, onto my undies, onto my pajama bottoms.  All covered.  When I went to clean up, the flow did not seem to be intense enough for that kind of explosive reaction.

I've heard from a friend that the Super absorption level is better, so I will probably give that a try.  But given that I can get 90 pad packs of the Thin Regular from Costco, I suspect that the Infinity will NOT be worth the extra money for me.

Edited to add an update:

Wore them today, and still awful luck.  The first one worked well enough, but the second one leaked again.  I'm TOTALLY going to make claim on that guarantee and get my money back.  Don't waste yours on these pads.  They're not worth the extra money.

This is a test...

Ignore it.