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People are strange, when you're a stranger.
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So, yesterday I discovered something odd. People are apparently disturbed when you lug about a large pack of toilet paper with impunity.

It was after doctor appointment, which was right next door to a shop which had inexpensive TP. I grabbed me a 24 pack, and checker didn't bother trying to bag it, which was fine, it's already wrapped in plastic, right?



So I shoved that fucker under my arm and walked over to jack to grab me some cheap foods before hopping back on bus to continue my errands.

Counter guy snickered and commented that I wouldn't need napkins, a mother with small children honestly gaped at me in naked horror, not even hyperbole, it was crazy.

Whatever weirdos. I consumed my foods with my giant TP friend sitting in the booth next to me and then continued on to the bus.

The strange looks, snickers, and silly comments followed me via other people waiting for a bus, the driver, and the people I sat near.

Now, I would like to note for the record that I have a tendency to mutter to myself, occasionally snicker when something funny enters my head, or when someone messages me something funny, and I like to talk along to the bus announcements. And NOBODY PAYS ME ANY MIND. I'm just another bus weirdo. But apparently daring to carry around a giant pack of obviously butt wipes crosses this line!?

After settling on that first bus, I gave in to annoyance of this silliness and retrieved a plastic bag from inside my backpack and managed to shove the TP package into it. Either this solved it or everywhere I went after that did not have this strange aversion to little old me carrying around 24 rolls of toilet paper.

What? I don't even...

I honestly don't get it. What did they find weird?

Meh! Like you said at the start: People are strange.

I mean, it's not even like 24 rolls is going to fit easily into a plastic bag. Surely it would look LESS weird to just carry the thing under your arm, rather than trying to lug it around in a comically under-sized plastic bag?

Yes, it was awkward in the bag, but people quit hassling me so I gave in.

I have two theories either FIRST RULE OF POOP CLUB IS YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT POOP CLUB. Or how dare I display proof that a girl uses a toilet.

I thought I'd gotten to a point where I'd discovered all the confusing social contracts in existence. Alas, no!

Or alternatively you are surrounded by pod people (out of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers") for whom human poop is a special taboo because it is their one weakness. :P

I mean seriously, that is not normal behaviour you experienced there.