Suffer is a strong word, but “I won’t buy your tampons” is an inconvenience, I would think, and the reason he’s given is “I don’t do that.” 
They never explain. It just doesn’t happen, no matter how many times I point it out and get in their faces about it. So at this point I think there’s something psychological happening.
Ah.
Perhaps I was wrong.
I felt that Oak was saying that He would not do little things for his Wife because ‘it is not manly to buy tampons’
I’m in the middle of trying to be ground support for my Wife as she trains for an Iron Man.
My Mom and Dad are 100 miles away, and I have spent the last 5 weekends away from many of the things I need to do for my own household taking care of them. They are getting older.
I’m absolutely busting my butt taking care of the people I love, and I don’t have any time to do the things I need to do to take care of my own life.
I got aggravated because Oak did not want to do something as simple as buying tampons because it is not a manly thing to do.
Since Oak is not PC like me, he won’t buy tampons. :rolleyes:
You were.
I didn’t.
Don’t care.
Still wrong.
First time you’ve been right tonight. Thanks for playing.
Whats “quiche”? 
Everybody knows “real” men don’t even know what quiche is…
I’m getting the unmistakeable impression that you watch tons of pro wrestling, and it’s giving me the creeps. Anyway, can you explain what your reason IS? I don’t get it.
Actually, I don’t anymore. The modern product blows goats. Still am a fan of the older stuff, say up until about 1985 or so. Think of it as very physical theatre of the absurd. With extra violence. Memories of a misspent youth. It’s the kind of thing that if you like it, no explanation is necessary. If you don’t like it, no explanation will suffice.
I’m sorry, I changed topics without making it clear. What’s your reason for not wanting to buy tampons? I get that it’s not an “it’s unmanly” thing, but I don’t know what the issue is.
The issue is just that simple…I don’t want to buy tampons. Someone close to me is going to know this, and would generally be expected to accept my quirks as part of the package. She gets the same consideration, if there’s some task she finds particularly objectionable.
You know what I think is much more worthy of a Pit? Telling someone that they’re are/aren’t a “real” man/woman. Where the heck do you get off? Yeesh.
Oakminster, if you decide after your trial period that you intend to stick around, I’ll gladly sponsor a year of your membership. My email is in my profile if you’re interested.
You’re very kind, but that’s not necessary. One of the perks of being a cranky old bastard is excess disposable income. I’d rather see ya pick up the tab for someone that needs it. Will trade rounds of a beverage of your choice if we ever happen to meet at one of those dopefest deals I see mentioned from time to time.
So, you won’t buy tampons for your wife/girlfriend/whatever, even if you’re going to the store anyway?
I won’t say that makes you not a real man, because really, all you need for that is a penis, but I will say that it makes you kind of a shitty human being. Not like serial killer shitty, more like the takes up two parking spaces kind of shitty. Seriously, it’s really inconsiderate, and I personally would be way too annoyed to date someone like that.
Thank God I married a man who’s secure enough in his masculinity to not be bothered by purchasing bits of cotton with strings attached.
OK, you don’t want to… but why? What is the reason that you have a specific desire not to buy them?
You could always say the you just don’t want to and don’t need a reason, but I warn you that if you do so you will be on non-PC guy probation and in terminal danger of girly-manitude. (Sorry about that, I just hear that excuse a lot from the GF.)
If you’re gonna push the point, it boils down to an “invading my space” deal. If she knows I don’t wanna do it, and she cares about me, she won’t ask unless it’s a dire emergency. If she insists on regular delivery service, she doesn’t care about me.
Oakminster’s having a trial period?
Geez, I can see how it might help the attitude, but isn’t that a little extreme?
Well done.
The cats are starting to get worried every time they see me get on the Dope, 'cause they know at some point I’m going to spew liquids out of my nose and start laughing.
They are right. 
My husband does not buy feminine products for me. I do not buy jock itch products for him. Now that he wouldn’t or I wouldn’t if the other asked, but the deal is we don’t ask.
You know, I’ve been menstruating for around 30 years and been in a couple of serious relationships during those years. I’ve even spent most of a summer on crutches. Never in those years have I needed to have someone buy me tampons or other menstrual supplies, nor would I consider doing so. It seems to me that part of being a grown woman is being aware that some things happen regularly and being prepared for them. (I also replace toilet paper and tea well before the run out.) I have one good friend who I’m pretty sure would buy supplies for me if I needed to; I don’t know about the gentlemen I’ve loved because I’ve never needed to find out.
I don’t find Oakminster’s position unreasonable, especially since his wife is aware of it and, I assume, has enough sense to take care of such things for herself. By the way, Oakminster, Cluricaun beat me to the offer, but I’m glad you’re planning on sticking around.
Bully for you. I busted my ankle last month and damn straight my husband picked up tampons for me. Running out of tampons is no worse than running out of any darn household good in this household. I don’t have some kind of bizarre feminine pride at stake in staying stocked up just so a bloke doesn’t have to soil his dainty fingertips at the grocery store.
I’ve also lived alone for most of my life. I run out of stuff, there isn’t anyone else to go buy it. It’s not feminine pride; it’s simple single person’s necessity.