Friday, February 5, 2010

Ogling


I think I ogled today.
At Subway, getting a six inch veggie on wheat, there was a problem with the cash register and the manager had to be called up to the front to fix it... and I kid you not, "call in the big guns" was furreals. I hope I wasn't obvious. I'm quiet and non-obtrusive by nature, but found I was having a hard time focusing on the transaction, instead just trying to fathom the diameter of those biceps.

And then feeling slightly ashamed about the snarky way I have rolled my eyes at male counterparts caught "looking" at some superb specimen of female physique.
(Actually, I find I ogle superb specimen's of female physique too.)

Muscle bound is not my type.
But it was interesting to find myself in a situation where I was disinclined to look away from some guys' arms.

6 comments:

Chandelle said...

I would certainly be disappointed to discover that you have not ogled me from time to time. :*(

Bored in Vernal said...

I think we've all seen a picture of your arms, G, that is supremely ogle-worthy...

Ginger said...

sorry, this made me laugh. thanks for brightening my day

The Numismatist said...

Legs, especially biker legs. I'll just stand there and drool.

mfranti said...

i ogle most professional hockey players on a regular basis.

so many good looking scanners and russians...it's so hard not to.

oy!

Lessie said...

Realize I'm late to the party on this one, but I totally ogle thighs. Oh my god. They're such an incredibly sexy part of the male physique.