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June 16, 2007


I admit here and now that one of the remnants of my teenage life in the 1980s is that I still like certain kinds of incense sticks. When I last went to the local incense stick shop to stock up on Shrinivas Sugandhalaya's "Geet Govind" and "Sriram" varieties, the shop assistant gave me a free sample package of "Aphrodesia" incense sticks with my purchase.

Aphrodesia incense sticks

All the way home, and for hours afterwards, I wondered if I had looked as if I needed them.

Posted by Horst on June 16, 2007 08:09 PM to my so-called life | Tell-a-friend
Lucid said on June 18, 2007 09:22 PM:

Reminds me of the day when I left my supervisor's room and she opened the door again while I was putting on my coat, explaining to me that the bathroom was next door (which I already had seen when I entered in the first place). For hours I was wondering why she had thought I might need it. I didn't, actually.

Jann said on June 19, 2007 04:20 PM:

Whenever I shop at the supermarket here in California, the clerks always ask if I need help getting my groceries to the car. Even though this seems to be a standard question that they're trained to ask everyone, I can't help but wonder if there's some reason they think I can't load a couple of bags into my car without assistance.

dieter said on June 21, 2007 09:48 AM:

Hm, you looked as if you needed them... How exactly are they supposed to work? ;-)

Horst said on June 22, 2007 10:31 AM:

I tried the Aphrodesia sticks yesterday, and now I'm convinced she just wanted to get rid of them. They don't smell all that great.

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