What price beauty? ...$11.69

I had a few minutes this morning before an appointment so, I decided to stop a block up at the drug store and buy shaving blades. Cheap bastard that I am I usually buy the things when they are on sale or I have a coupon or two. I am almost never out of them mostly because they are so expensive and I hate hate using the cheap ones. My favorite is that five blade Fusion thingy. It leaves my face and head as smooth as when I was just a baby sans the soft spot.

I used to complain when the Mach3 cost a buck a blade and now they are three bucks each. My fav Fusions are almost four (usually $28.99 for 8). I am convinced that in that comfort strip at the top is a chemical that has addicted me. I say this because when I use say a Bic I bleed like a stuck pig for more than an hour. It's like a Monty Python outtake. Soooo, I must buy either the Mach3, the Quattro, or the Fusion refill cartridges.

Now, here's the funny part. I had no coupons and the dull butter knife feeling of earlier this morning was intolerable therefore, I had to buy something. The only ones on special were the Quattro Titanium refill cartridges at $11.69 (for four). They were also buy one get one free. I guess I couldn't beat that. Well, then I tried to remove two from the display hook. They would not release. There was a guy looking next to me who alerted me to the fact that only store personnel could remove them (with a special key). He went to find someone who worked there. A nice woman appeared with the "key." The other guy made his choice and then she asked what I needed. I told her, she removed them and I extended my hand for them. Now, here's the kicker, she said, "oh no, I have to take them to the register myself." Uh? she went on to tell me that customers are only allowed to touch the razors after they have paid for them. I asked her where was her armed guard? She turned to me with shoulders broader than my own and said, "do I look like I need one?" I was too afraid to respond.

As I walked down the street I clutched the bag certain that I would be mugged.