Sorry for the stall, y’all. It’s been a very busy weekend! Went to a party at my friend Blake’s house here in West Campus late Saturday night. Curious events. It started out as an animal roast; which is funny because I am, and the friends who joined me are, vegetarian; we went solely for the company. And how disappointed we were!
A cluster of the boys – and I use the term ‘boys’ not ‘men’ purposefully – were guessing women’s bra sizes, as if it were like guessing the number of jelly beans in a jar. What upset me was the women’s compliance in the game. In fact, they’d even take off their jackets or button-down sweaters (shirts still on, thankfully) so the dudes (all in their mid-20s) could make a better assessment. After evaluating the goods for at least a full 30 seconds, the guys would shout out their respective hypotheses. Then the owner of the chest in question would supply the true answer (or at least according to her; there was no verifying – thank heavens).
So both sexes are at fault here: the men for asking, and the women for responding in an all too common I-have-no-brains-but-I-do-have-big-boobs way. In your opinion is one more at fault than the other?