was at the waterpark with my new boyfriend when a man suddenly approached me and whispered, “You need help. Come with me. How could your man not warn you about this?”
Surprised, I followed him. I knew it wasn’t my period. He took me to the bathroom and asked me to turn around. I did, confused.Then he pointed at the back of my swimsuit.
There was a huge smear of chocolate ice cream—completely melted from the heat—right across my lower back and bottom. My boyfriend had been eating it earlier, and I must’ve leaned against him.I felt mortified, but the man handed me some wet wipes and said, “Happens all the time. Just didn’t want you walking around like that.
