I can remember long long ago when I was a young girl that toilet paper didn’t come in packages sealed in plastic. They came in one roll packages, wrapped in paper. At least I don’t remember seeing my mother bring home packages of 4 or more rolls back then. I do think she bought Scott Tissue. I have used Scott for as long as I can remember.
When we lived in our RV, we didn’t buy large amounts of toilet paper because we didn’t have much room for storage of things like that. We’d buy the four roll package, and only buy more when we were on the last roll. Sometimes, if we were taking a long trip, such as going from Arizona to Georgia, we’d buy two four roll packs so we could use the rolls to keep things from rolling around in the cabinets.But it is normal for us to only buy four rolls at a time.
Last week, we went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things. Because I still have in pain my abdomen if I walk very far, I usually get one of those electric carts when we go shopping. The baskets on the front of those carts are not very big. This is important to the story.
Fabgrandpa usually takes part of the items on the shopping list and goes off on his own to get them. I take the other part of the list, and this helps get the shopping done in half the time. So, the toilet paper was on my list of things to get. When I got to the toilet paper aisle, the smallest package of Scott Tissue was the 20 roll pallet. I asked someone in the aisle to get one off the shelf for me and put it in my basket. That brick of toilet paper took up almost the entire basket!
When Fabgrandpa caught up with me, he started laughing. He asked me what I was going to do with all that toilet paper. I was already embarrassed by it and had been thinking that people who saw me were thinking to themselves “What in the heck is that lady gonna do with all that paper? Why do we get embarrassed by things like that? We ALL use it, right? Anyway, I had to laugh too, because it really did seem funny that there are only two people in our family but we were stocked up for months with that half a barge of toilet paper.
The other night, I was in the bathroom, um, taking care of business, when I glanced over at the toilet paper holder, and OMG! it was empty. I sort of drip dried, then got up and looked in all the cabinets in the bathroom, but there was NO TOILET PAPER in there at all. What the heck was going on? It had been only a week since we bought a years supply of the stuff. I stuck my head out of the bathroom door, and asked Fabgrandpa where the toilet paper that we bought last week was?
He had left it in the truck. He was already in his pajamas, so he had to get his shoes and coat on and go out in the rain to retrieve the log of toilet paper. I am happy to report that it is now put away in the bathroom cabinet, averting a toilet paper war.