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scubasteve03 said:
I buy Carlo Rossi not for the wine, but for the one gallon fermenter it comes in!!

Luckily I don't have to actually buy the stuff to get the bottles. My father in law drinks it like its going out of style. All I have to do is go pick up the empties before he takes them with his recycling.
But to answer the OP's question, no, I don't get embarrassed by alcohol purchases. I quit caring long ago what random strangers think. When I was a little younger, maybe. I'm married now, a little fatter, not as good looking, have a kid. I have nothing to prove. ;)
 
I had to buy a 36 pack of bud light for my dad last week. I out of habbit went to the store I always go for good craft beer. The guy working who always sees me come in looked at me funny, I said dont worry its not for me, he laughed.
 
I was actually embarrassed by a purchase my wife made. I came home to find a sixer of pink Bacardi wine coolers in the fridge. And I seriously got worried that someone would see them and put them in the back of the fridge. Like my 5 year old daughter really cares.....
 
Nope

I've walked up to the counter with 2 boxes of Franzia and just played it cool. I think having little to no shame is why it doesn't bother me. Like i have no issues holding purses or buying tampons or anything like that. Go shamelessness!

This. I actually volunteer to go for her. I could not care less, and she sure seems to appreciate it.

As for any embarrassing liquor purchasing, I can't recall catching any grief for my purchases, astute (well regarded micro's/single malt scotch/good bourbons) or otherwise (6pack RR light and a fifth butterscotch shnapps, for example)
 
I don't generally have issues buying alcohol, but living near West Virginia a lot of the times I feel like I'm 10 miles behind enemy lines drinking my Sam Adams/whatever other micro might be available in some local bar etc.
 
I used to be embarrassed about buying the cheap stuff but since 24oz purchases of Busch gold tops are normal it makes it easier. I also can't forget the gentleman that was buying wild Irish rose at 7am to go home and watch his new "bama" national championship DVD.
 
I bought Miller for a buddy's wife one time and they were promoting it at the liquor store. With every 12 pack purchase, you were given a t-shirt. So, there I was, paying for Miller, with a "Great Pilsner Taste -- Triple Hops Brewed" T-shirt tucked under my arm. The cashier that I regularly have beer-related conversations was the only one available, or I would have gone to another line. I paid with great shame in my eyes and we didn't exchange a word.
 
The girlfriend and I actually buy Carlo Rossi Sangria on purpose in the summer. We throw it in the ice-cream maker until it turns into a slushy and drink away. It's cheap, effective, and I get a jug out of it. What's to be embarassed about!
 
I work graveyard, and usually I don't get off in time to make it to the store before they stop selling. There are occasions when I do, which is always fun. I just love the look of the teller when I buy a six pack at 6:00am.
 
I work the night shift too. Love the you're going to hell looks at get buy beer that early.
 
A couple years ago, I was in NC for my wife's cousin's wedding and at the last minute our plans for boarding our dog fell through. One of her other cousins stepped up and offered to take our dog for the night since our hotel didn't allow pets. He is a good ol' boy and had a great time with the dog, and I wanted to thank him in a way that I knew he would appreciate, so the morning after the wedding I went to the grocery store to get a case of bud light. I had no idea that it was illegal to buy/sell alcohol on Sundays in NC, and here I was at 8:00am trying to get a whole case of beer while everyone else in town is off at church. It was also the *only* thing I was trying to buy...so the cashier looks at the beer, looks at me and says "you can't buy that right now", just takes the beer off the counter and puts it behind her station. Since I had nothing else and was caught sort of off-guard, I mumbled some sort of apology and just walked off to the parking lot.
 
A couple years ago, I was in NC for my wife's cousin's wedding and at the last minute our plans for boarding our dog fell through. One of her other cousins stepped up and offered to take our dog for the night since our hotel didn't allow pets. He is a good ol' boy and had a great time with the dog, and I wanted to thank him in a way that I knew he would appreciate, so the morning after the wedding I went to the grocery store to get a case of bud light. I had no idea that it was illegal to buy/sell alcohol on Sundays in NC, and here I was at 8:00am trying to get a whole case of beer while everyone else in town is off at church. It was also the *only* thing I was trying to buy...so the cashier looks at the beer, looks at me and says "you can't buy that right now", just takes the beer off the counter and puts it behind her station. Since I had nothing else and was caught sort of off-guard, I mumbled some sort of apology and just walked off to the parking lot.

I had a similar experience in Michigan a couple summers ago. I tried to by some Oberon around 11am in a Sunday in a small town in the thumb. I successfully managed to not mumble derogatory comments about backwards Christians.
 
Only when we're picking up bud for my fiance's stepfather. We'd both rather be buying shameful brown-bag porn. lol
 
Dated a girl years ago that Would only drink Coors light or Zimas.

Tail between my legs every time I got the drinks or stocked up for the weekend.


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I was buying rum to make coquito (Puerto Rican coconut-rum eggnog). I had my housemate's 17 year old daughter with because I'm teaching her to drive. The clerk demanded to see her ID because I might be a creepy old man trying to get a teenager drunk.

I had to run errands for a couple more hours and then park in another parking lot and have her wait in the car while I made another attempt to buy the rum.
 
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