Breast Cancer Awareness at the TA Travel Center
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Daily Eruptions
So far, it seems the least expensive gas around the new house in Whitsett (that is also on the 40 minute route I drive 4 days a week) is at the BP station/TA Travel Center just off I-40 at the edge of town. I stopped there for the first time this morning to fill up the tank. I'm running low on laundry because the new washing machine flooded the laundry room and the basket stopped spinning the very first time Hans used it this week, and the service technician isn't coming until tomorrow. So this morning I decided to try on the white breast cancer awareness T-shirt Mom bought me from Target last summer. After losing 26 pounds, I was glad to find that it fit looser and I no longer looked like a sausage link in it. The minute I stepped out of the car at the truck stop, however, I realized that I was very uncomfortable. Not only did the T-shirt scream, "I buy my clothes at Target," but the last thing a woman needs at a truck stop (in Whitsett, North Carolina or anywhere) is a glittery pink bull's-eye floating in the space between her 38-Ds. The manufacturer may as well have put two targets on the shirt--one over each breast. And since I'm pretty sure that powder pink does not translate to "cancer" in most men's minds, they should have printed words above the 2 targets (I know, asking some men to read is asking a lot):

"Imagine losing one of these;"

and on the back (since if they're staring at the front, you know they're going to sneak a peak at the rear):

"1 in 8 women will face that possibility. Stop Breast Cancer Now."

Think Lorelai Gilmore would wear one??

Lesson: Just because an article of clothing was purchased to benefit a good cause and received as a gift does not mean it should be worn out of the house.