When one is preparing to go out for the
evening, without any particular reason to expect ensuing romantic congress, and deciding whether or not to bring prophylactics, and decides, "you know what? Yeah. Fuck, you never know, right?" and packs a condom or
two. See also: unbridled condoptimism,
packing three or more condoms. See also: optimisticondom, a term for such condom itself.