The tampon dispenser in the bathroom at work is really low on the wall. So low that the disperser slot is actually pretty much at knee height - or kid height I guess. This is how I noticed…

4 year old boy - ‘Mom, what’s this?

Mom - ‘It sells stuff’

Boy - ‘Like cars?’

Mom - ‘No, other stuff’

Boy - ‘What kind of stuff?’

Mom - ‘Oh it’s not interesting’

Boy - ‘Can I get some?’

Mom - ‘No, you don’t need any’

Boy - ‘Why not?’

Mom - ‘You just don’t’

Boy - ‘Maybe I’ll need some when I’m older’

Mom - ‘No, I’m pretty sure you won’t’

Boy - ‘Oh, ok.’

Pause

Boy - ‘Mom, what’s this?’

Mom - ‘It’s where the stuff comes out’

Boy - ‘The stuff I don’t need even if I’m old’

Mom - ‘Yeah’

Boy - ‘Oh, ok.’