Am I the oldest girl in the world who purposely picks a line not staffed by a teenage boy when I'm buying something embarrassing like Monistat or Super Jumbo Tampons or mustache bleach?
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Yes I do it too. I rather not deal with teens at all.
Oh, I would totally PICK the line with the teenage guy just to see him lush and avoid eye contact!
I don't care anymore, because I can usually look down and laugh at what I am buying-
tampons
wine
dog food
you know, the usual stuff...
i have sexyhusbandomine buy that kinda crap for me.
If at all possible I head straight for the 'self checkout' lanes.
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