SO. I've been meaning to post this/share this with you lovely ladies since it happened to me last cycle, but I got distracted by the fact that it ended up a chemical pg, and forgot until this morning! (p.s., I x-posted this to TTC).
When I got my BFP last cycle, I was of course testing like a maniac because I was getting somewhat faint lines.
I think it was Friday afternoon, and I still hadn't gotten dark enough lines that I thought would convince DP, so on the way home from work, I stopped by the Rite Aid in center city Philly (the one at 11th and Market, for any of you that are local) to pick up some Answer early response tests (I was all out of tests at that point.)
I had to ask someone working there to get the item for me, since it was locked in a glass case (I guess in urban areas they're afraid of people stealing PG tests?). So I point to the one I want, he hands it to me, I cash out, and happily head home to pee.
I'm obviously super excited to test, because I'm 14 DPO and know I'm pregnant and will see a line... but will it be dark enough to show DP? And to convince me that I can tell a few close people, like our parents??? I dunno, but I'm SOOOOOO excited to take another test. Peeing on things is an addiction after all.
So, I open up the plastic wrapper around the box (damned excess packaging; I hate it... what a waste!) and slide my finger under the flap to open it up. I reach inside to pull out the ADDITIONAL package the houses one of two sticks. Tear it open along the teethed end....
AND WTF? THERE'S A CONTROL LINE ON THE TEST. Like, not a strip that's visible, but a very pink CONTROL LINE.
Okay, okay. Calm down. Probably a faulty test. After all, the box was sealed shut and then wrapped in the packager's plastic. There's still one more in there, NO BIG DEAL.
So, I go to pull the other one out.
AND I SH*T YOU NOT, IT WAS A BLACK MAGIC MARKER all neatly stuffed into the foil sleeve.
Not only had I handled someone else's USED pregnancy test, I had nothing but a MARKER to pee on.
Obviously I was completely horrified and have drafted a strongly worded letter to Rite Aid. But as all you ladies know, perhaps the worst part of this story was being "probably pregnant" and having no fresh lines to squint at!
So it goes in Philadelphia. Not surprising, when I really think about it!
Just wanted to share.
When I got my BFP last cycle, I was of course testing like a maniac because I was getting somewhat faint lines.
I think it was Friday afternoon, and I still hadn't gotten dark enough lines that I thought would convince DP, so on the way home from work, I stopped by the Rite Aid in center city Philly (the one at 11th and Market, for any of you that are local) to pick up some Answer early response tests (I was all out of tests at that point.)
I had to ask someone working there to get the item for me, since it was locked in a glass case (I guess in urban areas they're afraid of people stealing PG tests?). So I point to the one I want, he hands it to me, I cash out, and happily head home to pee.
I'm obviously super excited to test, because I'm 14 DPO and know I'm pregnant and will see a line... but will it be dark enough to show DP? And to convince me that I can tell a few close people, like our parents??? I dunno, but I'm SOOOOOO excited to take another test. Peeing on things is an addiction after all.
So, I open up the plastic wrapper around the box (damned excess packaging; I hate it... what a waste!) and slide my finger under the flap to open it up. I reach inside to pull out the ADDITIONAL package the houses one of two sticks. Tear it open along the teethed end....
AND WTF? THERE'S A CONTROL LINE ON THE TEST. Like, not a strip that's visible, but a very pink CONTROL LINE.
Okay, okay. Calm down. Probably a faulty test. After all, the box was sealed shut and then wrapped in the packager's plastic. There's still one more in there, NO BIG DEAL.
So, I go to pull the other one out.
AND I SH*T YOU NOT, IT WAS A BLACK MAGIC MARKER all neatly stuffed into the foil sleeve.
Not only had I handled someone else's USED pregnancy test, I had nothing but a MARKER to pee on.
Obviously I was completely horrified and have drafted a strongly worded letter to Rite Aid. But as all you ladies know, perhaps the worst part of this story was being "probably pregnant" and having no fresh lines to squint at!
So it goes in Philadelphia. Not surprising, when I really think about it!
Just wanted to share.
that is the funniest story that I've heard in 2009, for reals, the end!!!! CRAZY!!!!!!
.... but I've realized there are so many bizarre and crazy things we all deal with on this TTC journey, we've just got to laugh about it when we can!
