Every now and then I’ll switch up my work wardrobe and wear light colored slacks to the office instead of my usual black or charcoal, and yesterday was one of those days.
Whenever I happen to wear these light colored slacks I can’t help but find myself checking out my rear end in the mirror at work….
I’ll stand there drying my hands all the while peering over my shoulder to sexually harass myself with my eyes.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t do this checking out when someone else is around, I don’t want to be known as THAT guy – and yes, there used to be a THAT guy on a floor that I worked on. He would stand in from of the mirror and be swatting himself across his crotch, as if he was trying to get a boner to become visible, and he wouldn’t even stop if someone else entered…creepy.
So yes, there’s my butt in all sorts of glory. I was only able to snap off one shot before someone walked in causing all kinds of interruption to my lone way of entertaining myself at that moment. No, I wasn’t caught, but I did rather quickly throw my phone into my pocket.
Woo! Check out that ass!
Ok, THAT guy…thats really disturbing. I’d be skeeved out for months if I encountered that…especially in the women’s restroom.