Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, November 14, 2011

11.14

[I am super way behind. Nearly ten thousand words. Not tonight, I think. Unless the mood hits me. I had a pleasant evening, but I need to write a paper tomorrow and it's going to be a beast.]

What's a pleasant way to say this? How do I go about this casually? How can I point this out without being offensive and rude?
Excuse me, ma'am. I can see down your shirt. Either I'm too tall or you're too short, or God has gifted you unnecessarily.
Now.
What are we going to do about it?

4 comments:

  1. I'm glad you had a pleasant evening. So did I, and I think everyone else did, too.

    As for the being behind thing . . . yeah, you're not the only one.

    As for the shirt . . . please tell me if I'm ever that poor lady. If she's like me, she'd probably want to know.

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  2. Ha! This made me laugh. An awkward problem indeed!

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  3. The first time I read that, I accidently gifted it with far too much suggestive leering. But. As funny as my rendition was, I don't think that's the way you meant it to be.

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  4. Yeah no. Not lecherous, thanks. HOWEVER! This did happen to me recently, and I knew the girl, and I thought about saying something, and I didn't.

    For starters, I'm a good Christian man and shouldn't be looking at cleavage (riiiight). For seconds, she's a good Christian woman and shouldn't be wearing shirts with low-cut tops (suuuuure). For thirdlies and lastlies, she bought the shirt knowing it has a low neckline. She kept the shirt knowing it has a low neckline. She wears the shirt knowing it has a low neckline. And she doesn't want to think about the fact that I can see her neckline (of course).

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