I work in a two-storey office, and at the moment there's a large retail unit being constructed a block or so over from us.
This week it was time to install the roof, and several workmen have been busy pop-riveting or rivet-popping sheets of aluminium to the framework or whatever it is roof installers do.
And naturally as it was at least 30°C, smack-bang in the middle of summer and as most of the workers were young,tanned and fit 95% of them have their shirts off - a habit which brought many of the female members of staff to the window for a better look, Diet Coke-ad style. Comments are made along the lines of "Woo-hoo, check the one in the black cap out! He's HOT!" and "Oooh, lovely, look at the pecs on that one!"
(The one with the black cap knows he's being perved on and grins cheekily at his voyeurs, lapping every moment up. The others aren't as bothered).
As for me, I chose to stay away as I felt a little bit embarrassed by all this. Why? Because if the boot were on the other foot and the five men in our team (three of them were ignoring it all, the other two were just bemused) were leering at the window, cat-calling, whistling and making comments about the women working across the street (granted, the topless bit just wouldn't happen) they'd all get a firm tongue-lashing from their female
colleagues.
It's this weird double-standard that seems to exist in the world today.
Ladies, what would you do? Hang back and make no comment? Have a wee peek? Or
cat-call and leer to your heart's content - it's our turn?
I'd definitely enjoy a sneaky perv myself but wouldn't join in with the group leering which I find a bit tacky.
My own, personal double standard.
oh yeah - the heat, can't stand it, hoping for Autumn soon. btw I was looking at your Clive Owen photo on the sidebar, he is SO hot! mmm