For the Ladies: On Etiquette

[dlgood]

What is a gent to do?

Went in for my first session of physcial therapy today, as I have decided I must finally get off my ass and get my knees working properly again. (Apparently, I need a new wheel alignment...)

In any case, I spend most of the session seated up on a table, doing leg exercises off the side, while the Physcial Therapist observes and moniters my knee joint. Sitting below me on the stool.

Did I mention that the physical therapist is female?
Did I mention that she was wearing a v-necked sweater with no shirt?
Did I mention that she seems to have breasts the size of my head?

Okay - not really. She has proportional breasts, inasmuch as they are very big proportions. And because I am a gluttonous pig, I like big portions, when available.

I should be better than this. Looking at Cleavage = Looking at the sun and such.

I know this is rude, right? You just don't stare down a lady's shirt, no matter how hot she is. I try to be good. I try to be strong. And yet, I cannot look away.

I am so weak... Send help PLS

Comments

[carlyinrome.livejournal.com]

Before I say anything, I'd like to provide you with some background information, because we don't really know each other that well, and I don't want you to think I'm being . . . testy.

I've had DD's since eighth grade.

What you're doing to that poor woman? Happens to me. A lot. And has since, like, seventh grade.

That said: I'm finding it very difficult to feel sorry for you.

Now that that's out of the way: Why do you have to look? I don't understand. They don't belong to you. They're just breasts. You could find a point on the wall and look at it. Or look at your knee or something. Or find someone else exercising in the gym -- not a woman with an ill-fitting sports bra -- and watch them exercise. Or you could bring a book. Or maybe you could, gee, strike up a conversation with her about any number of things that aren't her mammary glands. Say your therapy or her job -- you already know what it is -- and that way you could be looking at her face.

Just a few suggestions. Forgive the snark; it comes from it being eight years since someone with a penis has looked me in the eye.

[carlyinrome.livejournal.com]

Really. Do forgive the snark.

And good luck. I hope your knee gets better.

[dlgood.livejournal.com]

Forgive the snark

No offense taken. If I were not genuinely bothered by my behavior, I would not have admitted to it. A mature adult should do a better job of not staring down a shirt because that's disrespectful. My behavior merits testiness.

In actuality, I did have a conversation with her. I spent most of the session talking about my knees. Various descriptions of the discomfort. The specific injury. That I played softball with it... lots of stuff in all manner of minute detail, and many questions about the PT and exercise regemin, and also what to do to reduce risk of recurrence and such...

But inasmuch as I tried to do things other than look down her shirt... I did kept looking back. While I put this post out for laughs, I'm also aware that I'm a grown man failing to behave like one. And I'm not particularly proud for that.

Next week, I hope to comport myself better.

[scribesds.livejournal.com]

While I put this post out for laughs, I'm also aware that I'm a grown man failing to behave like one. And I'm not particularly proud for that.

Sounds to me like you're acting *exactly* like a grown man! Don't fret yourself about it - you can be sure she knows what effect she has on men.