(repost from here.)
this one time in high school, i was at work, washing dishes, and this co-worker
(who was generally predatory anyway) came into the kitchen. we were the only
two in there, and he stood in the doorway and took off his shirt and just stood
there all bare-nippled for what felt like about 20 million hours.
so i
did what i assume any normal seventeen year old human would do - i looked away,
pretended he didn't exist, and turned bright red as i finished washing the
dishes. eventually he must have put his shirt back on and left. or maybe he's
still standing there to this day. i'm not sure.
let me tell you another
little story: i go grocery shopping every other thursday night. apparently,
every other thursday night is also on some guy's schedule to go walking around
downtown with no shirt, i'm assuming to show off his well-cut but very white
pectorals. once i even saw him walking shirtless while carrying a small child.
now that is dedication to trying to get the chicas to at least whistle
at him.
let me tell you yet another little story: i know a girl who has
a guy friend who habitually removes his shirt at the most random times: in
public, at his apartment, in large movie-night gatherings at other people's
houses. he just pretends to get hot or something and opens his top button...and
just keeps going until he's just skins.
which leads me to my question: do
guys think this is more sexy than awkward? it would appear so. however, i know
of no girl who gets all hot and bothered seeing a guy with a mr. cotter haircut
and no shirt walking down the street, regardless of how muscular he is. in
fact, if other girls are anything like me, they try to avoid eye contact so as
not to risk communicating that they're way into it. because, in my book, guys
who are asking to be ogled a) don't deserve it, b) make me extremely
uncomfortable, and c) probably also have some weird skill where they can make
their pecs dance, and if somebody looks at them long enough they might be
emboldened to try it, and i really don't want that visual burned into my
brains.
so. i guess what i'm saying is that i spend a lot of time on
this blog deriding girls who don't keep their orifices and fattiest bits covered
up. but now i think it's time to get on the case of the fellas who find it
appropriate to walk around shirtless in public arenas other than the pool.
also, while we're at it, short shorts on guys do not
communicate 'look at my sinewy hamstrings' so much as they scream, 'awkward
shirtless guy in shorties at eleven-o-clock.'
2 comments :
This is a difficult way to discover that you don’t find my pectoral dance simply enchanting.
YES! All of it, just, YES. In our old neighborhood there was a man who strutted past every day of the summer in tight jeans and cowboy boots, with his white t-shirt tucked into the back of his jeans. Like a t-shirt tail. So weird.
And when I was in high school I worked at this cute little office supply store called The Pencil Box. There was this teenage guy from another school who awkwardly came to visit me often. In the summer, he worked construction, so he would come in and sit in the office chairs all sweaty and shirtless - just jeans and construction boots. So gross. And also, WHAT IN THE WORLD? I begged my boss to put up a "no shirt, no shoes, no service" sign but he thought that was implied in an office supply store. No kidding.
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