About four months ago, maybe longer, Joe ran to CVS for some odds and ends. I didn’t go because I had a headache, which I believe was the primary reason for the late-night CVS run. We were out of Advil. As Joe grabbed his keys and headed for the door, he asked me if I needed anything else from the store.
Chocolate ice cream?
“I need a pack of razors,” I said.
Razors? What kind of razors?
“Just a pack of BICs or whatever.”
I never buy expensive razors. Certainly not the kind that come in blister packs and require $18 disposable heads and definitely not the kind Jewel sold her soul to peddle in 2003.
When Joe returned from CVS, not only had he purchased a family-sized bottle of Advil, (the kind one might buy using a Sam’s Club card) he had also purchased a Gillette Venus Breeze 2-in-1 razor with shave gel bars.
Have you guys seen this thing? It looks like an ordinary razor except that the head is cushioned by a sort of slimy gel helmet. Like the razor suffered a concussion and needed head padding.
“What the hell kind of a contraption is this?” I asked.
“You said you needed a razor,” he replied.
“Yeah, not a $20 razor.”
“It’s not a $20 razor. And besides, it came with gel. Now you won’t need to buy it.”
“What, gel? I don’t use gel.”
“Well, now you do.”
PS. Happy 34th birthday, Joe. While I’ve not been very good at buying replacement heads for my Venus Breeze, I love that you’ve made it an option. Thank you, as always, for broadening my horizons.