Husband and I went to Meijer (department/grocery store combo) today. While I was wandering around looking for plastic tweezers, he somehow ended up in a conversation in the razor aisle that went like this:
Woman: *mumbles something to Husband*
Husband: What?
Woman: Your wife shouldn't have to use your razor blades.
Husband: My wife doesn't use my razor blades.
Woman: Years ago I always had to borrow my husband's razor blades because we didn't have these women's blades to shave our legs.
Husband: My wife doesn't shave her legs.
Woman: Well, how about for you?
Husband: I don't shave my legs, either, ma'am. Thank you and have a good day.
Woman: *mumbles something to Husband*
Husband: What?
Woman: Your wife shouldn't have to use your razor blades.
Husband: My wife doesn't use my razor blades.
Woman: Years ago I always had to borrow my husband's razor blades because we didn't have these women's blades to shave our legs.
Husband: My wife doesn't shave her legs.
Woman: Well, how about for you?
Husband: I don't shave my legs, either, ma'am. Thank you and have a good day.