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My Cleavage Strikes Again

October 3, 2010

My cleavage struck again. I swear, it’s like a Pink Panther movie. I was wearing a red t-shirt over a turquoise tank top and I suppose the front of my tee had slipped down a little and boom, my boss told me I wasn’t dressed appropriately. I pulled my t-shirt up, and still it wasn’t enough. I had to put a sweatshirt on and zip the motherfucker up to my neck.

Shit, I don’t want to be a danger to society or poke anyone’s eyes out with my tits, but for the love of god my cleavage and I just want to live our lives with a little piece and quiet. The only time someone should feel free to comment on my cleavage is if I’m fucking them and it better be in the positive.

But nope, this new development has my mom and one of my good friends shooting each other jokes left and right about the status of my clev. Bah, humbug. Broad picture, when people think of sexual harassment they think of some dude boss using his rank to fuck his secretary or something very much along those lines. Sexual harassment laws were put into effects to protect people from unwelcomedleers and jeers and whatnot, but from what I understand they extend to protecting people from unwanted sexually charged environments. Well, when someone brings attention to my breasts by commenting on what I wear, even if it’s to tell me I’m showing too much cleavage, it creates a sexually charged atmosphere that I am uncomfortable with.

Sexually charged, because I am  made to feel uncomfortable about my own sexuality, and body. Bull crap, I say. Bull crap.

7 Comments leave one →
  1. October 5, 2010 5:03 pm

    Your boss is a fucking ass. I’m so sorry you’re being made to feel this way, it isn’t fair and it isn’t right. It’s not like boobs are something you put on in the morning, boobs just HAPPEN and can’t exactly be hidden away without discomfort and/or daggy, baggy clothes. Bah.

  2. October 5, 2010 5:07 pm

    It’s not like boobs are something you put on in the morning, boobs just HAPPEN and can’t exactly be hidden away without discomfort and/or daggy, baggy clothes. Bah.

    If this were facebook, I would so like that statement.

  3. Michael permalink
    October 14, 2010 8:42 pm

    You didn’t say what you do for a career. I’m all for cleavage (who isn’t) but it also depends on the time and place. I wouldn’t allow my staff to dress with cleavage exposed because I have a business that caters to children and families. It would be equally inappropriate for me to allow a penis hanging out of a zipper swinging in the breeze at work. And pretty much the person that signs the checks gets to decide what the “dress code” is

  4. October 16, 2010 2:33 pm

    Saying that whoever signs the check gets to decide what the dress code is is a pretty slippery slope. For example, although I know this isn’t what you had in mind when you said that, a fifteen year old girl was suspended from school for three days because she wore a gay pride t-shirt to school. Who gets to decide what in this instance? What’s appropriate and what’s not?

    Working for someone doesn’t give them (or shouldn’t give them) governance over your body.

  5. May 20, 2012 3:56 pm

    Interesting article. For my first time here, I better not make any comments for it might unintentionally offend someone

    To be honest…
    I was directed here when i was searching for Super Sonico pics. and then this happened

  6. June 20, 2012 6:37 pm

    Welcome, and don’t be afraid to make a comment for fear of offending someone… I mean, unless the comment is outright mean and hurtful.


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