The collision of two events is making for a lot of Floor 2 activity this week. I nearly got brain paralysis walking from the train to my office.
You see, it is hot here today. Normally, it is rare to get above the mid 70s here in the city. But today the temperature started in the 70s, and is currently climbing. When that happens, women take off clothing. I suppose men do as well, but I haven’t been paying much attention to dudes.
The other event is that I am working in the city now. There are a ton of women working in the city. In the valley, where I formerly worked, there was nothing but stinky dudes, primarily software engineers, in the air-conditioned environs of sterile offices. The ratio was 5 sweaty engineers and finance guys for every one woman. Not good for visual stimulation.
But in the city, the glorious city, women outnumber men four to one, easily. And now, they’re wearing summer clothing! Revealing clothing! No, women aren’t running around naked, but man! The thin, white pants. The low cut tops. Cleavage and Boobs! The exposed flesh. The calves. The curves of the hips. Visually stunning. And possibly causing some minor brain damage.
If I didn’t have responsibilities, I would go park myself outside, have coffee and watch the scenery. Look, I am not trying to be lecherous, but these visual stimuli provide tiny enjoyment that every (straight) guy quietly enjoys. When the the mental elevator gets stuck on Floor 2, it sometimes may be embarrassing, but it is infinitely enjoyable in the moment.
I need to find someplace outside to have lunch. Right, Mateo?
May 16, 2008 at 11:11 am |
Max, you had me at cleavage and boobs.
A big-salad place with a patio would be the ideal perch for «eyeing little girls with bad intent» à la Aqualung. Just be careful not to shake your Perrier too vigorously.
MRM