Today I had to go to the post office. A female friend of mine several states away wanted to test EoW, so she asked me to get her a bottle. So I got her a bottle, but it had to be sent to me for the same reason she couldn’t get it herself. Naturally, I was sending the bottle to her when I went to the post office.
So I naturally forget to wear any pheromones, and my pherosperiment was destined to be a “control”. Sigh.
I get to the guy and he says, “Anything hazardous, fragile, liquid or perishable?”
“Liquid and fragile,” I respond.
“What is it?”
I almost said copulins, but thought better of having to explain that one.
“Pheromones.”
“What?”
“Pheromones.”
“What is that?”
“It’s chemicals humans use to communicate on a subconscious level.”
“Ooookay. Is it dangerous?”
“Nope. Just synthesized concentrated human sweat.”
“Okay… that’s a weird one…”
“Better if I don’t try to explain.”
“Yeah, probably. Have a good day.”
What fun. I can only imagine the “fun” it would have been if I had told him it was copulins. lmao