My wife used to ask me to pick it up, until she couldn’t count on the box design being the same.
After a few years of marriage you can do about anything without feeling embarassed. Shop in the sexual health or feminine needs aisles, stand near a dressing room holding a purse, lots of things.
I have a brother who used to do that for us two girls whenever the need made it mandatory. Our mother would give him .50 cents and send him down the hill.
Of course, it was only 50 years later that we found out he was a PRE-vert.... So that probally ‘splains it all...
You noticed that, huh?? ;-) I used to ask Beautiful Daughter what color the box/wrapper was. About the time I got used to picking the correct item by sight, they changed the packaging. Now I ask for not only the color but the magic wording on the package. I'm waiting for the manufacturer to choose other descriptive words to further the confusion soon... ;-)
After a few years of marriage you can do about anything without feeling embarrassed.
Well yes, but Mrs. NoC was usually with me so she could pick out the proper item(s), and/or correct/approve if I picked up the wrong/right one before said item was delivered to the recipient. Now doth Mrs. NoC and beautiful Daughter think a list is a viable substitute for their presence...
stand near a dressing room holding a purse
Done that too. While complaining loudly that her purse didn't match my shoes... ;-)
And just in case anyone should need the following bit of wisdom, be aware that menopause and puberty should NOT be existing under the same roof simultaneously. Should that prove to be unavoidable, I recommend building a man-cave for yourself, preferably out in the North 40 somewhere away from the house and hiding there for the duration... ;-)