I am still, for now, working at VF Outlet. While we are without a store manager, one of our assistant managers has acted in that role. She and I are best friends at work and discuss all kinds of things I would never talk about to others. I never came out and said, "Oh, hey I'm a CD" but she seemed to figure it out. I guess the "I'm buying this for my wife" thing eventually gets seen through... so we have unliaded and processed freight, and we each would tell the other when we found something like bras in our sizes (I told her I needed one months ago for medical reasons), jeans, etc...
So last week, we were boxing up a bunch of panties sent to our store by mistake. She asked me if I wanted to buy any before we sent them to another store. Before I answered, she told me she was looking for some briefs abd didn't care for bikinis like we were boxing up. I told her I didn't like bikinis either, briefs are more comfortable... then I realized I just told her unintentionally that I wear panties. oh well, cats out of the bag now. She told me that we charged too much for the packaged panties, so I told her that I had just found some way cheaper at a discount store, but they were irregular and didn't fit right. I told her she could have the other unopened pack if she wanted them, since she's about the same size. So I ended up giving her the second package that I bought. Kinda funny, but I'm glad I have someone I can trust and talk to.