I was meeting a friend for coffee and cake. I set my purse down beside me, and it fell off the bench onto the floor. The contents rolled every which way under the table. My reaction was what you’d expect. I picked up everything in a hurry and sitting nicely by the time my friend arrived.
A little while later, in the ladies room, I decided to put on some lipstick. I rarely wear lipstick, but having to the pick the lipstick tube up off the floor reminded me that I even had lipstick to wear. I slipped the lipstick in the side pocket of my purse. Closed the purse securely, went back to my friend.
I dug around in my purse for my phone and saw the lipstick. Funny. I could’ve sworn I’d put that in the little side pocket. I opened the side pocket. A second lipstick.
Same brand. Same color. But not mine. Which one I used on my lips, I’ve no idea.
What are the odds that the exact same lipstick as I use would be on the floor under the restaurant table? Is that where the lipstick came from? Can’t say as I’m thrilled with the idea of using a stranger’s lipstick. Not that I dropped dead, but, you know, it just isn’t right, is it?