I’ve never written a day log before, but what I saw today at work is something that I strongly believe merits a day log.

I’m a cashier at a supermarket, sure, many people say it’s not the most exciting job in the world, but it pays the bills, and if you look at the small things, it is never, ever boring. Today, well, this wasn’t just a small thing.

The way our store works is that each register has a neighbor, such that 1 and 2 are back to back, etc. Between the two cashiers are a counter, and a drawer for each cashier to put his or her slips in. When I opened the drawer adjacent to Register 6 this morning, I didn’t expect to see anything unusual. People leave things there all the time; hand lotion, notebooks, lighters, pens, keys, make-up, so seeing random odds and ends is nothing out of the usual. This time though, the two little packets that I saw sort of looked like condoms. I laughed it off and didn’t even look at them, cause come on, despite the amount of kids we have working at the store, who in their right mind would leave condoms at a register?  I think strange thoughts all the time, and passed it off as just that.

The day went on. Around 10:30, my neighbor and I both went to open our drawers at the same time, but I got to mine first. I said “Look at these and guess what I thought they were when I saw them?” She looked at the packets, then looked at me and asked if I think they really are condoms. I answered “The thought crossed my mind, but…”

By then, she had already flipped them over, and behold, they were both Durex Condoms. Even though we are both adults we shared a massive OH MY GOD moment, before deciding what needs to be done; we had to inform the Front End Manager. Why? Because if we didn’t, people might be under the assumption that we left the condoms there, which of course wouldn’t make sense being that neither of us are the sort to leave stray condoms lying around, but anyway, it was sort of a ‘cover our asses’ thing, as well as a ‘share with the cool boss for a laugh’, of course.

The Front End Manager found it almost as amusing as we did, and the Floor Supervisor was in complete hysterics. This is one of those things that none of us will ever forget.

I don’t think it can be said anymore that Sundays are the most mundane day at the store.