I just got back from mailing a package at the post office. While I was there, I had to chuckle. Up front were three male postal employees. The employees weren't funny, (although it is a rare appearance to see all of the available stations filled--just like at Wal-Mart--why don't they just build like five checkouts? That's all that are ever open anyway--I digress) but when the female customer at the far end turned around to finish completing her paperwork, my jaw about hit the floor. Her...how do I put this in a tactful way? Let's call them na-na's (because we all know the song, na, na, na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey--good-bye!) and believe me, these should've been put away.
I mean seriously, I'm not jealous by any means. I have never wanted to be large in that area. I weigh enough as it is without adding to the problem. In fact, I enjoy exercising everyday and everyone I know that has been "blessed" has a harder time exercising. But for heaven's sake, put those things away before someone's eye gets poked out!!!
I'm always saying, "Please stop...Don't touch that...We don't do that..." Well, at least I'm telling my kids there are rights and wrongs. This woman apparently likes the feeling of being an object. Why? I don't know. Yes, it's great to feel pretty, but who wants to get stared at because you have silicone floating around in your body? Don't you have more to offer than that? I can guarantee you that not one of those postal workers felt comfortable talking to her. I didn't even feel comfortable being there and I'm a woman! I was so embarassed for her.
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HA! SILLY WOMAN! i have an acquaintance that came out with us once. for a girls night, and her girls were hanging out. and i was totally shocked at her choice of outfit! ridiculous. and really we were doing a girls night at the movies , not show your girls night.OY! and really we all have them why do we wanna see hers? some people! GOSH!
I'm with you. Not only do I lack in that deparment to begin with, but having children has definitely not helped the situation. The last thing I want to have to look at is a giant chest in my face. I got a lovely flash myself this last week, at my sister's wedding, at the temple by her new sister-in-law. Nice to meet you!
Boobs. Really, they are ugly and gross. I have none, and yet, still ugly and gross. Thank you Victoria's Secret.
can't live with em, can't live without em...:)
What's even worse is our husband's have to look at that junk! You can't get away from it! Keep your eyes on the ground!
Right now my boobs practically hit me in the face when I excercise. Another joy of breastfeeding.
They are big anyway. Nothing short of a turtleneck will hide these babies.
My brother-in-laws call them "Fake Plastic Trees" I don't really know why but I'd assume it's because they stand up on their own.
Love your entry. I totally agree with you. I hate it when women are spilling out everywhere . . .
Oh, geez...voice of dissent. (Not about the display...but about the boobs.) So, until I had kids, never in my life did I consider plastics. But now, I'm yinning for a tummy tuck, a boob job, maybe some lipo, and let's be honest...some chin lipo, too. A few years from now, maybe some botox or a face lift. Am I vain? Sure. Can we afford it? No. And I still have some weight to shed before I'd consider any of it, anyway...BUT these days, I consider a tummy tuck and a boob job "reconstructive surgery". And my hubby's okay'd if for when we're (yeah, right) rich. Heck, he's okay'd it for when I drop some weight, and we'll pay it off. I just don't feel like a woman these days, honestly...3 extra feet of belly skin and size A boobs that hit what's left of my belly button just don't do a woman's self-esteem justice, people! As for the display...it's sad that some women need to show boob-age to feel pretty, but my sister is just like this...she figures it's all she's got, so she's gonna flaunt it. Makes my hubby nuts...thankfully in a bad way. Still, short of saying, "dear goodness, put those things away!" we just have to hope that the VERY obvious avertment of our eyes will clue her in. :)
Jess, you are such a debater! What I was saying here is if you feel the need to get plastic surgery--fine. Even if those things are real--fine. BUT, keep them out of my face. I don't want to see them. I have great love handles, also a fatty part of the body, but you don't see me trying to stick those out there for attention. Women, get some self respect!
Once again, I'm misunderstood...or maybe I just picked the wrong forum. I GOT your point, Aud...I don't want boobs in my face either. (Did I actually just type that?) :) I was commenting on a whole other idea inherent in the blog, and actually agree with your main point, which obviously I didn't specify well. Sorry. I'm a tangential thinker. And I agree with your point...but making additional (marginally converse) points in a tangential area. I'd probably best keep my tangential comments to myself and stick to the topic, huh?
In that case, COVER UP, PEOPLE! There. We are in agreement. Sorry for the mis-communique. :)
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