"They totally check you out!" He says with such confidence.
I laugh with equal confidence. "Yeah, right."
We are sitting at the bar eating lunch. My dress is low cut but not "too" low cut as it is a week day . Two guys are working behind the bar. Neither of them had, to either of our knowledge, checked me out at this point.
"He totally looked!"
I roll my eyes. "No, he didn't."
My friend explained the concept of men and cleavage. Apparently, cleavage is like the sun, one can't look at it directly but has to view it indirectly in order to get the "sense" of the image.
Interesting. The things I learn from men sometimes amuse and mystify me.
My friend is having fun watching these guys, noting whether or not they will attempt to look. I decide to ensure that they will look by adjusting my posture slightly and leaning in toward the bar. I rarely to never do this - make the decision to use my body in such a way.
"Ding, ding ding."
Sometimes it is just too easy.