You're Welcome, America!

So yesterday, I took the day off from the box to run errands with my parents. My dad just likes to shop for what we need, then leave. So that happened, lol. I ended up going back to the mall with my friend Nancy and got myself some clothes and a Michael Kors clutch (follow me on instagram: acerz). Anyways, after some delightful girl bonding with Nancy and tripping 3 times (shopped at Forever 21, H&M, Starbucks run), we headed to Target.

A young caucasian lady stopped us at the entrance and I walked smack dab into Nancy. Poor thing. The young lady, I will name her Alex (I don't know, she looks like an Alex to me)... she asked us if we happen to have any pads or tampons with us. Neither of us did. So we proceeded with our shopping trip, and the guilt I felt inside was just immense. I asked Nancy to go tell Alex that I'm going to buy some pads and give her some. She waited for us by the Starbucks that is conveniently built in to at Target. The lines were long, so I decided to open the 14 fresh scent pad pack, and walked my happy ass over to here and gave her 2 pads.

She was happy. So I respectfully and politely dismissed her so she could shimmy on over to the ladies room.

As I finished paying and walked out of Target, I felt this exhilaration. I felt like I served America. I gave this young lady, who has her period, meaning, if she is sexually active, she was lucky and/or smart enough to not get pregnant irresponsibly this time.

You're welcome, America. 

PS. I would be really grateful if someone showed me that much kindness if I were in that situation. 2 points for Stacy & I'm going to heaven, woop woop!