Once in middle school a girl asked me for a tampon in the hallway. I dug one of my purse, and when I went to hand it to her, I realized she didn’t have a purse on her, or a hoodie with big pockets or anything, so I said, “Um, I don’t know where you can hide this …” And she grabbed it out of my hand all nonchalant as heck and said, “Why would I hide it?” Then she strutted toward the bathroom and into my formerly vacant “hero” position.