Dripping With Vagueness

I am working on paperwork when a little old lady approaches the service desk. She is rubbing her pants in the crotch area.

Customer: “Do you have that thing that makes it wet?”

I look up and notice what she’s doing with her hand.

Me: “I’m sorry?”

Customer: “That thing that makes it wet?” 

I call over another coworker to take over so I can duck behind the desk and start laughing. 

Coworker: “What did you need help finding?”

Customer: “It drips.”

Coworker: “I’m sorry?” 

I walked away. I found out later that the woman had needed feminine pads. It took my coworker three more times to figure out what she wanted, given her very vague descriptions.