Let’s talk about petroleum jelly!

 

Today, I had to purchase some petroleum jelly because I was running out. A strange memory came back to me regarding this purchase.  During the second year of my undergraduate work, I briefly dated a guy who criticized me for using petroleum jelly. He saw it in my room and said I shouldn’t have it. I didn’t understand what the problem was, I had some dry patches of skin on my feet, and it had been recommended to me by a medical professional to use it on my feet. He explained to me that one should only use it on a bare baby’s butt.  He didn’t have any children and neither did I, so I don’t know why he felt like giving me parenting advice. Anyway, he told me to throw it out, I didn’t get rid of it, but I did get rid of him. The reason I got rid of him was because he thought he had the right to tell me what to do all of the time because he was a man, and I was a woman. One time when I was in his dorm room, he left for a short time to get his laundry out of the dryer. When he showed up with his sheets, he ordered me to make his bed because I was a woman, and it was my job, but instead I walked out of this room.

Since the packaging states it is used to protected chapped skin, I was clearly right and he was clearly wrong. =)