Women's Lib. be damned
As I was walking back to my car from the gas station this morning (delicious coffee in hand) some skeezy guy in a maintenance/painting van whistled at me twice and hung out his window to watch me walk to my car.
THEN, when I passed through the parking lot (currently under construction) on my way in to work, one of the construction workers put down the bag he was carrying, lifted up his sunglasses and gave me a, "Daaaaaamn!"
I'm wearing no makeup today, my still-wet-from-the-pool hair is up in a clip, I'm wearing my glasses, and I'm in jeans and a scrubby T-Shirt. I have no idea why they would whistle at me today, but when it comes right down to it, I don't really care.
Those two guys, skeezy as they were, absolutely made my morning.
THEN, when I passed through the parking lot (currently under construction) on my way in to work, one of the construction workers put down the bag he was carrying, lifted up his sunglasses and gave me a, "Daaaaaamn!"
I'm wearing no makeup today, my still-wet-from-the-pool hair is up in a clip, I'm wearing my glasses, and I'm in jeans and a scrubby T-Shirt. I have no idea why they would whistle at me today, but when it comes right down to it, I don't really care.
Those two guys, skeezy as they were, absolutely made my morning.