I wish there was a word to describe the act I’ve committed and have seen other men do as well.
You are standing in the aisle at a grocery store and you can’t figure out which of the 5 products in front of you is the EXACT one your wife wants.
You have an 80% chance of failure.
So, you call and you are guided with laser-like precision to the right one.
There’s probably a word in German for it.