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Now on to the main story:
So I'm sitting in the food court eating lunch with a former coworker on Friday afternoon when a pack of mallrats descends on the table adjacent to ours.
We quietly mock them under our breath when one of the mallrats' girlfriends comes running out of the bathroom and hisses
"You got me the wrong kind!"
We kind of ignored them, I noticed that she was holding a white box but went on with my day without so much as a second glance.
She was still there talking animatedly a few minutes later so I looked up again and let my eyes focus on the box and quickly realized that it wasn't just any box, but that of a pregnancy test.
I started laughing so hard that I nearly choked on my sandwich and when my lunch partner looked up at me quizzically, all I could do was laugh harder and point. At this point, she saw what I was laughing at and joined in.
Really now - Who takes a pregnancy test at the mall?