Fear

I know that most of you watching are men, so I'll try to say this in the kindest way possible. Men are scaredy-cats. Oh, I know, most men aren't afraid of a little blood. You slice yourselves open with a hacksaw, and stick a strip of duct tape over the wound and keep on working. You love movies with blood and gore. You watch surgery shows on TV, eating nachos while brain tumors, diseased livers, and gangrenous legs are cut off in living color.

But, there is one thing that makes you cringe in fear. NFL linemen, decorated soldiers, and entire SWAT teams will turn tail and run when faced with... feminine hygiene products. You just winced, didn't you? Admit it! You'll rifle around a clogged drain with your bare hands, and snake out the toilet without blinking. But if faced with a tampon in the bathroom trash, you won't go anywhere near it. What's the explanation for this, guys? I don't get it. It's a normal bodily function.

I mean, you won't even pick these products up for us at the store. It seems like most men would rather volunteer to fight on the frontlines of Afghanistan, or clean up after a hurricane than go into a store and pay for a box of tampons. Are you afraid the cashier will think they're yours? They won't. Trust me. So WHY is it that if a woman asks a man to pick some up, nine times out of ten he'll either "forget", or come back with a story about how there was a meteor strike at the drugstore and he couldn't go in. Sure. No problem, sweetie. I'll pick them up myself.

So, you men out there, please, let me know why this turns you from tiger to scaredy-cat. Some of you must have an explanation for us ladies. And we'd dearly love to know what it is. Wouldn't you Christine?