a little bit of cleavage goes a long way...

i've been meaning to write this post for the past couple of weeks now, so it's likely that i've forgotten half of what i want to say, but anyhows... let me address women showing titties while at work. it's a touchy subject, simply for the fact that as a man, when i see non-concealed cleavage, it just makes me think of all the fun activities i like to engage in with breasts (of the fairer sex)... but that's a whole other story altogether, although not completely. it's because of these thoughts i wonder about cleavage when i need not to be wondering about cleavage. hmmm. "why," i know you're wondering, "do i think about breasts when i'm not supposed to?" it's because they're out when i'm at work. aha, so i finally get to the point. there are lace linings of cleavages, plunging necklines, and sometimes even a sexy shadow or two, hinting of wanton areolas. i certainly don't walk around the office with half my chest exposed, and it's generally more socially acceptable for a man to show his chest than a woman. then why is it that women feel particularly obligated to walk around, as if pronouncing the grand exhibition of their decolletage? it's distracting, it's immodest, and it's unprofessional. so this goes out to all the eve's out there, teasing the adams of the work place: ladies, stop showing your titties at work.