Ha! That amuses me terribly. I've definitely had moments where I went, "Oh, hands off, I'll do it!" (That was the last boycreature. I think I offended his manhood at that point.) And actually one or two where I couldn't get the damn thing off...

I just hate shopping in general, which is why I go with my mom: I won't shop otherwise. We bond by complaining about how much we hate shopping and how ridiculous all the mall people look. And then she spends money instead of me.