Things were made to be bought. They probably had a laugh over dinner, or in the lunchroom. So what?
I get occasional calls from HDIS wanting to know how my pullups are working out, and whether I want to order more at great discounts. At first call, I was surprised, and more or less answered generically, as if i was still taking care of an invalid, as i once was. Second call I was matter-of-fact, saying things were fine, and that "I" liked the product. . Third call I was ready to order, and did, leaving no room for ambiguity anymore. These were for me, not my wife, and not for the invalid anymore. Fourth call I was looking forward to, and doubled my previous orders, including a new pair of Salk's (protective pants).
They were all very happy to be of help, and happy for the additional sales. Remember, these people are in the business of selling incontinence products, so, we could all finally be honest about why we were communicating. Do I tell them I'm a DL?? Of course not. Why ruin a good relationship? I like diapers. I like the ones I get from them. Period. End of story.... or is it?
At the OP:
Then there's always the "great Halloween costume" story.... Get creative, and start liking the skin you're stuck in! You're alive! You're breathing! We worry WAY TOO MUCH about what others might think. Your Amazon lady might go home and ride a cucumber, banana, or a zuccini, right? Think her grocer cares? Not likely.
And to the generic YABDL, stop thinking about the older crowd as creepers. We're like you, with 40 years of experience & wisdom...