Ahahahahaha! Feminine products training was fairly hilarious due to the presence of one lone bloke. Poor lad. Regarding tampons: "Is there, um, lubricant or something on those?" Accompanied by a dubious look at said tampons. And then he was all confused about pads ("They ... stick to the underwear?") and panty liners ("Wait, tanga ones? Black tanga ones?") (Okay, I'm with him on that one, WTF?).
Poor, poor lad. Though my favourite moment was when the trainer was about to demonstrate how tampons expand when they absord, and she said, "... which is why I have my glass of water here. Oh, wait, that's Sean's glass." The look on the boy's face was priceless!</
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But I do love to drop a tampon in a glass of water. When I was twelve, I got some kind of package in the mail and my brother and we threw around pads and tampons and then did experiments on them. Fun.
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The stick-on ones didn't come along until I'd had my period for about 2-3 years, I think.
We also had special undies that had little slits in them, and you could pull the tabs on the pads through the slits. Didn't work too well, they shifted. The belts worked best, though you felt like you had a rock-climbing sling on you for a while.
What fun! NOT.
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Even tampons only really caught on relative recently. I definitely remember the misinformation that was very rampant about them amongst my friends, like how you were losing your virginity to tampons (how romantic!) and stuff like that.