I was shopping over at Market Street on 19th, just walking up and down grabbing the essentials like shampoo and laundry detergent. I was doing fine until I came to the toothpaste section, so many choices that I felt overwhelmed...do I want to whiten my teeth or freshen my breath? A young Texas Tech student walked up and we started talking about toothpaste and guys and how, according to her, the two go together.
She said that one of the things she looks for in a guy is how he squeezes the toothpaste out of the tube. I thought she was just making conversation, but I could see by her face, that she was dead serious. She continued to give me her wish love list, it
included:
1) Must squeeze toothpaste from the bottom of the tube
2) Must shut the bathroom door upon entering
3) Must not use her razor or hair products
4) Must occasionally call his mother
5) Must be a Texas Tech Fan (that one goes without saying)
The list goes on, but as my eyes started glazing over and my frozen food started to defrost, I grabbed the closest toothpaste box and headed to the checkout. When I got
home, I went to my bathroom to check out my toothpaste tube, and now, maybe...I know one of the reasons I'm single.