You're exactly the kind of person I used to kick out of the love section in Spencer's. "oMgZ tHeSe r FoR pEnIseSsSsss!1!!!one!!11 i NeVeR sAw a ReAl oNe b4!!11one!1"
You have that all wrong. The cashier doesn't want to imagine me having sex. And then I show them a picture of me having sex. Most of them take it pretty well. I've only had one girl cry.
I've bought condoms a couple of times, not that many. John never had a problem buying tampons for me. It was funny the first time I asked him to do so, I was like all like, you dont mind right? And he was like "why would I mind?". The only thing I was ever embarrassed to buy at the store was lube. Specially because they have it, right next to one of the entrances and Im the kind of person who reads EVERYTHING before I buy it. So there I was picking up different kinds of lubricants, reading them, putting them back, picking up another, while dozens of people walked right next to me. I'm not that comfortable with people imagining what kind of sex Im having.
i guess because sex is usually a private thing. and buying condoms is telling at least one other person about it. buying them doesn't mean you're getting laid. it means you anticipate that you might have to use them. which, according to a quick text message poll i just took, is MORE sexy than being 100% positive of who, when, and other technicalities. potential ftw.