Embarrassed when purchasing suppositories and enemas

On biz in Brussels Belgium went to the Chemist. I saw a large display of bulb syrines and just pointed to the one i wanted and paid for it. The box read schizzeto and had the capacity on it too. I enjoyed it and was a necessity some days. It was all one piece red with a long slender nozzle. It was a great enema rush. And leaving it inserted gave me a wonderful orgasm several times — wish I still had it!!

I have a friend that worked on Chemistry. She told me that glycerin suppositories are selled like the bread. No embarassment !!!

Nobody really cares what your buying or where your using it, they have to many of there own actual things to do too wonder is that for S/he . Doesn’t matter what it is diaperss,douche,dildos ,enemas, suppositories , clerks in stores don’t care , getting you in and out without a fuss, satisfied or some kind of “Karen” meltdown is all they care about , your just a paycheck . Unless your say at a pet store buying gerbils with Richard Gere ,because it’s a rumor / conspiracy theory until somebody gets it a on .video , then you’ll need an agent to book your television appearances ! Doesn’t matter if you’re buying enough horse paste to dose every horse in the Midwest , they won’t care but they will ask about the gerbils for eternity .

My country go to Walmart and get what I need then self check out no one sees a thing 👍

When shopping for embarrassing items I just go to Walmart and go to self checkout. 🙃

Many years ago, when I was young, I got a secret thrill out of going to a drug store and buying something ‘naughty’ like a laxative, suppository, enema bag, or, heaven forbid, a bulb douche. In my mind I always formulated a plausible lie to justify why I was buying something… like ‘my mom asked me to buy it on the way home form school’. But no one eve asked.

Now, in old age, I realize that no store clerk ever gives a damn. All they care about is giving you the correct change (sometimes) and when their next break or quitting time is o maybe who is that hot chick/guy behind you in line.

Remember, everyone poos, and sometimes people can't and ‘need some help’. Stores sell ‘help’ and companies spend millions on advertising their brand of ‘help’.

@Miss_Sarah Unfortunately something like this happened to me as a kid. The lady at the counter (remember, this is a French pharmacy not a drugstore) called quite loudly another lady working back in the shelves “hey bring me XXX CHILDREN SUPPOSITORIES”.

All clients waiting heard this, including a girl from my school, who giggled.

This was the 1970s or early 1980s, nobody gave a damn about children's privacy.

My subby/Little was shy and embarrassed about me giving her enemas and suppositories. I sent her to the drug store one time and made her create a shopping list of embarrassing items. I told her to get “mean” suppositories. She asked me what those were and I said bisacodyl, not glycerin. She wrote down on her little list “mean suppositories” with a frowny face next to it, which I thought was the most adorable thing I had ever seen. When she came back from the store, she told me she had never been so embarrassed in her life when the pharmacist told her to try a little more fiber in her diet.

Before the days of “online” ordering and “self-checkouts”, I was always embarrassed to purchase suppositories, Fleet enemas, condoms or similar items. I hoped and prayed there wouldn't be a “missing price sticker” (before bar codes and scanners) or some issue that would cause a delay at the cashier to the people on line behind me…who would realize what I was purchasing. In the USA currently… many of the CVS/Walgreen/Rite-Aid stores are “locking up” various items due to robberies, which then require the assistance of a store clerk to purchase. They haven't seemed to lock up the laxative items yet…. I don't want to ask for “Dulcolax Suppositories” from some teenage girl.. I guess online purchasing will be next. THEN.. I worry…if my online purchase of an enema bag gets delivered to my neighbor by mistake (they do make such mistakes).. there will be EXTREME embarrassment if they open it by mistake. I guess I WORRY too much. hahahah

I bought fleet enemas before and didnt really feel anything, cant imagine itd be different here.

But I do have a fantasy where I purchase one, and a cocky young (maybe 20s) cashier is smirking at me at checkout, then asks me if I need help with those. He tells me to meet him in the restroom, I follow, cant believe Im doing it. He is in the handicap stall, locks it, then tells me to drop my pants and hands on the wall. Then after a long while where he rims and preps me, he inserts multiple and tells me to hold them in. then leaves me there.

So maybe yes, embarrassed cause that scene will be running through my head

They see so many customers, that they likely won’t even notice. I remember years ago, when I had to ask the clerk for a rectal thermometer, because they were behind the counter. It was in a town where I grew up, and everyone knew each other. I probably turned 10 shades of red, but I was determined to have that thermometer. When I paid for it, the female cashier gave me a smile.

When I was younger, I was ashamed to buy a suppository, condoms, etc., etc. nowadays it's no longer a problem if you can't find the product on the shelf, you can ask the seller without shame

As an adult, I'm not ashamed to buy these kinds of items. On the other hand, I really didn't like when my mother bought such things in front of me as a child. More than once, from her conversation with the pharmacist, it appeared that it was for me. But I was embarrassed even if it wasn't from the conversation. As a child, I was often treated with suppositories and enemas for constipation. Mom often bought suppositories, petroleum jelly and rubber gloves. I especially didn't like when these three products were bought at once.

My most embarrassing situation occurred several years ago. When I am in a drugstore, regardless of what I went there for, I usually stroll by the enema aisle to see if there is anything new and interesting. I noted that they had a Fleet twin pack of enemas for about the price you usually pay for a single, so I picked it up. As I got to the checkout counter, I hear, "Well, hello Mr. Jones." It was a high school friend of my daughter, whom I have given rides to the movies or after-school activities in the past. It is too late to turn around and put the enemas back, so I said hello and asked her how long she has worked here. She said it was her second day. I finished the transaction and she said nothing about the enemas. In my mind I was thinking about the conversation at school the next day. "I saw your dad at the drugstore yesterday, and you will never guess what he was buying!" Or, maybe she did not even know what a Fleet enema was for. I did see her a few times after that and not a word was said by either of us but I avoided shopping there after that time.

And what about the embarrassment when you buy condoms ? ,... or a rectal thermometer ?

And what about the embarrassment when you buy condoms

Never felt it; just the opposite in that I was a lucky/fortunate young man to be having sex back then.