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June 11, 2008
If your breast was hanging out on the subway...
Wouldn't you want to know?
So I'm getting on the train this morning, and notice a woman in a really pretty sundress. It was one of the ones I used to wear as a kid, with a crinkly, elastic panel in the back. I wondered where her bra was, because in my world, you just can't go out without support without getting arrested. Low and behold, she wasn't wearing one. Cheers, Hooray, Yeah for her and her cute little sundress.
The train tumbles into the station and it's mostly empty. We're only the second stop on the line, and things don't get busy for a few more stops. I look over at sundress woman and her boob is in plain site. Nipple and all were on full display. The front of the dress was shaped like a loose fitted V, and when she sat down, the top part lost it tautness and slouched, henceforth displaying boobage.
Now, I know that if that were my boob, I would want someone to tell me right quick. I'd want to know, without hint or analogy that my girls were available for viewing. So, I mulled this decision over for a few and walked over to her and told her. I imagine it went something like this:
"I-don't-wanna-seem-creepy-but-i-would-want-to-know-that-your-breast-is-
readily-exposed-to-the-other-side-of-the-train".
She of course replied "hrmm?"
I slowed down and repeated myself, expecting a hug or a widening of the eyes, or *something*, and I think she just mumbled. I went back to my seat, put my sunglasses on, and engaged in the the worlds most interesting game of Solitaire. So interesting, in fact, that I missed my stop.
In other wonderful news, someone e-mailed me to tell me that they stumbled across doyouknowpetecho.com and KNEW THE CHO! That blog might be coming back to life - Woot!
Posted by lysa at June 11, 2008 9:14 AM
Comments
Maybe it would've been more effective to tell her via charades. Pretend like youre a ginormous waterfall spilling over a mighty canyon or be a fish flopping around out of water or somefin.
Next time though bb, please take a picture and share with the class. Thank you.
Posted by: booboo at June 11, 2008 9:58 AM
Men use a simple phrase to handle these types of precarious situation:
"Burger King is open for business"
(maybe accompanied with some eyebrow raising and pointer finger waging up and down to drive the point home) Then you walk away and never stare at their crotch again.
PS: Please stop ruining everything that is beautiful. Im sure this person knew full well what they were getting into when they got dressed. Its not their first day with those boys.
Posted by: wario at June 11, 2008 11:01 AM
What, no photo?! I feel robbed. You owe us boobage!
Hate to agree with Wario but I bet that in Russian, "hmmmm?" translates to "don't you think I f'n know that!? My nips are trying to land me a man! Now go back to your seat and play solitaire with your stupid clothes on".
Posted by: kbee at June 11, 2008 1:22 PM
I am in full agreement with K. This was the worst post ever. All its done is leave me with a hankerin' to look at some boobs.
Posted by: Reid at June 11, 2008 5:10 PM
Maybe she was hoping someone would come along and put it back in for her and you were tit-blocking her :)
Posted by: scottie at June 11, 2008 7:06 PM
sorry ya'll, i'm there with ly. i would SO want to know! this post made me laugh ly, pictururing those words spilling so quickly from your mouth, and her "hmmm?" reply. killed me. than kyou for that. my best guess is perhaps english was not her first language? who knows. it is legal in ny now... *shrug* still. ya done did do the right thing, yo!
Posted by: DivaRat at June 11, 2008 10:55 PM