“Well, you do sort of have them on display,” my husband said when I mentioned the objects of the guy’s attention once we’d finally gotten rid of him.
I glanced down at the v-neck on my halter dress. “I do,” I admitted. “And I wasn’t offended. It was just…. awkward. I mean, they’re boobs. Not psychiatrists. They’re not good listeners, you know?”
The whole thing reminded me of a male friend of mine in high school, who was completely incapable of talking to any girl without looking down at her boobs every ten seconds, regardless of whether she was wearing a tight t-shirt or a heavy overcoat. You got used to it after a while, but I never could figure out why this otherwise highly intelligent boy couldn’t keep his eyes up where they belonged.
As adults, most men have learned that you can’t sneak a peek at a woman’s boobs during a conversation without her noticing, but from time to time, I’m sure you’ve all run into guys that just can’t keep their eyes from dipping south. Repeatedly. There’s nothing you can do, really, except treat it like an embarrassing tic, but can you imagine a woman having this problem? “I’m sorry, what did you say? I just can’t stop looking at your, um. Zipper.”
Dudes. What the hell?
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