Married 22 years, 2 teenage daughters. 3 younger sisters.
I have some perspective.
It never bothered me. Not once. I mean, nobody ever thought they were for me.
Until we took a vacation, and one day I had to go in the store with my 11 year old girl (7 years ago), and try to figure out with her, which ones to get. I was 37 back then...wearing shorts, a baseball cap, hadn't shaved that morning. Had no clue why people were staring at me.
My wife just said "go do this would you? She knows which ones".
A lie. A damnable lie. And trust me, that kid did NOT want to be there.
SO of course I had to ask for help. And I was asked questions about my daughter, the answers of which I did not then, nor do I now, nor do I ever want to know.
Oh man, the pervert looks I was getting from other women in the store, particularly older than me.
Sigh. Didn't even have a cell phone back then - you know, so I could say out loud "we had better call your MOM and ask her which ones, don't you think, let's get your MOTHER on the phone"?
I did note that the confusing array of features and brand messages was no more coherent to me than it was my daughter. Wings? Light, heavy, where's 'normal'? Are you normal?? Don't you know this stuff?? It isn't genetic???
I still don't mind. But I just go by myself. With clearly written instructions, or a piece of plastic from the old wrapper (I suppose I could memorize the UPCs).
Actually, I first bought some at age 15 for my 17-year-old sister. To this day I still have no idea why she was more embarassed than me. I was completely unruffled...it's not like I was trying to use it as an opening line to try and pick up the checker, so who really cares?
Dave in Texas, your story was so funny and backed up everything I said to the man that posted his story. I got a kick out of you taking your daughter in the store and the sheer ackwardness you both must have felt. I too wish you would have had a cell phone so you could have called your wife, her Mom. giggle giggle
There are so many choices and if I were going to the store with my grand daughter I too would be staring at that long row of choices, but we would figure it out just like you did. Now they even have choices for PLus sizes?
It made me think of my Dad when I was just fourteen and he was my whole world not to mention, my best friend. We went into the store together and I did not know either. Dad just put his arms around me and said, "Honey now you know I am not sure what we should get you so why don't we just buy some inner's and out'ers and you can call your Grandma when we get home." I never forgot that Dave and if he were here today, when we got to the checkout counter we would have caused a scene because Dad would have bought me one of Every Choice Today and that would have filled TWO or THREE grocery carts!
TOO MANY CHOICES and I gotta love those men that go shopping for their wives and especially those fathers that just want to help their li' girls.
Nathan, thats funny; Not using them for an opening line. giggle giggle
It's not like we haven't bought stuff for you guys that was, um, embarassing or stupid.
We do it for you guys...probably a helluva lot more often.
Married 22 years, 2 teenage daughters. 3 younger sisters.
I have some perspective.
It never bothered me. Not once. I mean, nobody ever thought they were for me.
Until we took a vacation, and one day I had to go in the store with my 11 year old girl (7 years ago), and try to figure out with her, which ones to get. I was 37 back then...wearing shorts, a baseball cap, hadn't shaved that morning. Had no clue why people were staring at me.
My wife just said "go do this would you? She knows which ones".
A lie. A damnable lie. And trust me, that kid did NOT want to be there.
SO of course I had to ask for help. And I was asked questions about my daughter, the answers of which I did not then, nor do I now, nor do I ever want to know.
Oh man, the pervert looks I was getting from other women in the store, particularly older than me.
Sigh. Didn't even have a cell phone back then - you know, so I could say out loud "we had better call your MOM and ask her which ones, don't you think, let's get your MOTHER on the phone"?
I did note that the confusing array of features and brand messages was no more coherent to me than it was my daughter. Wings? Light, heavy, where's 'normal'? Are you normal?? Don't you know this stuff?? It isn't genetic???
I still don't mind. But I just go by myself. With clearly written instructions, or a piece of plastic from the old wrapper (I suppose I could memorize the UPCs).
Actually, I first bought some at age 15 for my 17-year-old sister. To this day I still have no idea why she was more embarassed than me. I was completely unruffled...it's not like I was trying to use it as an opening line to try and pick up the checker, so who really cares?
Dave in Texas, your story was so funny and backed up everything I said to the man that posted his story. I got a kick out of you taking your daughter in the store and the sheer ackwardness you both must have felt. I too wish you would have had a cell phone so you could have called your wife, her Mom. giggle giggle
There are so many choices and if I were going to the store with my grand daughter I too would be staring at that long row of choices, but we would figure it out just like you did. Now they even have choices for PLus sizes?
It made me think of my Dad when I was just fourteen and he was my whole world not to mention, my best friend. We went into the store together and I did not know either. Dad just put his arms around me and said, "Honey now you know I am not sure what we should get you so why don't we just buy some inner's and out'ers and you can call your Grandma when we get home." I never forgot that Dave and if he were here today, when we got to the checkout counter we would have caused a scene because Dad would have bought me one of Every Choice Today and that would have filled TWO or THREE grocery carts!
TOO MANY CHOICES and I gotta love those men that go shopping for their wives and especially those fathers that just want to help their li' girls.
Nathan, thats funny; Not using them for an opening line. giggle giggle