what's the most embarassing item you've ever bought in a shop

Irish Star *shudders*

I have never ever ever had a problem buying tampons. They're quite obviously not for me, and its unlikely I have some sort of tampon fetish.

The most embarassing thing you can buy really is a porno mag. What's even worse is when you are about 15 and buying a porno mag from the local newsagent. First of all, I was too young, so I was wary of being refused, secondly there is no mistaking your intended use of a porn mag. Essentially you are going up to the till and saying, I wish to buy this magazine to aid my masturbation, yes that reflects my sexual desires better than any of your other magazines.

Its not so bad buying things in a sex shop - they are dirty bastards in there anyway.

Preparation H is to a lesser extent embarassing. At least when they used to sell TCP Ointment its use was ambiguous. But Preparation H - well that's for rubbing on your sphincter.

lol.. worse and even more embarassing than biko...

The Daily Mail!

Buying a softcore porno movie when I was younger in Chapters.

muboop1 wrote:

yeh, the usual, tampons, condoms, lube...

Yeah, but when they're all second-hand....literally as well....

Buying lingerie for the other half was an altogether illuminating experience. Not buying the lingerie itself but the fact that I'd forgotten to get the sizes. (Honestly whats with the letters of the alphabet? Could they not just have small, medium and large? T'was like some sort of code begorrah!)

Now cson here expected the scene in Enemy Of The State, you know where Will Smith doesn't know the size either but the lovely helpful shop assistants strip down and say "Is she this big" while fondling their breasts. Alas, the shop assistants I got were not so helpful. I left the shop lingerie-less on their advice to come back when I'd checked the sizes. It was quite an experience to say the fecking least.

cson wrote:

Buying lingerie for the other half was an altogether illuminating experience. Not buying the lingerie itself but the fact that I'd forgotten to get the sizes. (Honestly whats with the letters of the alphabet? Could they not just have small, medium and large? T'was like some sort of code begorrah!)

Try buying underwear for yourself when there are 2 hot chicks behind you.
I was about 14 at the time and weighed about 8 stone. The underwear was catercorised by waist size. I was a 26" or something and that meant buy size Small.
Huge queue and hot chicks laughing at me all the way through.

eo980 wrote:

Has it left any lasting emotional distress?

Yes.
I have trouble getting an erection when with a woman due to the laughter of said hot chicks.
Other than that, everything is fine, just fine.

I encouraged my missus to get a Dildo for the ahem, times I was wasn't there. I went along with her to Ann Summers while she was choosing. That was a tad embarassing.

Ah I found the whole Ann Summers thing to be fairly humourous, went in for the same reasons as oe890 except I was minus the missus. The girl in the shop went out of her way to help me there, I had to apologise 3 or 4 times for bursting out laughing in her face when she told me what the different things did. Not embarrassing in the slightest.

I've bought all the stuf mentioned here, but the most embarrasing thing ever, was buying a Daniel O Donnell cd. (it was for a gift) I even feel embarrased admitting it now.