I was hungover in a sex clinic, squinting in the brightly lit room as I looked for the at-home STI test kits. An assistant waltzed over to me and asked if she could help. I discreetly mumbled what I was after in the way one does when asking for things such as thrush cream, viagra or laxatives in a public setting. She said, “Oh”, before disappearing and quickly coming back with a kit wrapped in shiny blue packaging.
When I got home, I
