After a shower this morning, I opened the medicine cabinet and realized I'd forgotten to replace my expired deodorant. I try hard to maximize the lifespan of my deodorant, scraping the plastic container across my pits to make sure every molecule of product has been applied. So there's no chance I can dig the old one out of the waste basket for one last emergency application. It's dead.
I remembered that I had purchased some of that god-awful aerosol deodorant for my step-son (the kind that's guaranteed to make chicks strip down to lingerie at just one whiff - or so the ad implies), so I dashed downstairs and poked around the kids bathroom. After a few minutes of panicky searching, I was only able to come up with a trial container of Secret baby powder scented deodorant.
Not wanting to reek all day long, I applied a thin layer of Secret under each arm.
I have NEVER applied a deodorant that's remained totally 100% potent for the entire day. As I write this, fully 14 hours or so after application, nauseatingly sweet wafts of baby powder drift from under my shirt. It's been like this all day!
Tap water would've been a better choice than this.
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