Aside from having a strong “chamba”, and being lucky on the things I buy or purchase. And maybe aside from the good things I haven’t discovered of myself yet. I believe I have an eye for details because of, how do I call it, uuuhhmmm, let’s just say, good line or angle of sight, or in some occasions, awkward line of sight. To elaborate, based on a study (which I only made up), the normal or average of the worlds population, when standing up, have their eyeballs normally looking forward, straight, or at zero degrees. Me, my eyeballs would, most of the time, looking forty five degrees downward. Now, standing five feet and six inches tall, I find myself always in an awkward situation when talking to other people, especially girls, given that the average height of a Filipino woman is five feet, two inches tall. So just imagine which body part would I be normally looking at when talking to a woman. This happened many, many, how can I say it, many times.
There is this one time in my previous work; I’m talking to our receptionist and one of our consultants. This consultant was wearing “plunging neck line” that time. And pardon me, this is a compliment, she has a nice pair of, let’s replace the word and tag it, “shoes”. So being me, I didn’t realize I’m already looking directly at her “shoes”, while discussing something about work. In the middle of it, our receptionist playfully bumps me and said, “hoy san ka nakatingin!?”. Good thing the consultant just smiled, didn't mind it, and told us she’s used to that kind of situation given the size of her “shoes”. But I still apologized and said that I don’t mean to be looking at her “shoes”. Feeling that the apology isn’t enough, I told them facts on how I look at things literally, while her ending up telling us more stories, for example, in a meeting with men clients looking at her “shoes” intentionally.
This morning while riding on a jeep, and about to get stranded on a re-route in Makati Avenue (BTW, what’s the event in Makati today?), a gorgeous lady steps on. She is wearing a gray corporate blouse on top, a skirt (extra short), and black stockings, which I thought to be a BDO (Banco de Oro) uniform. She happens to sit “in front” of me and I “immediately saw” her, wait for it, brown eyes. Hey I know what you’re thinking!! We’ll get to that.. Now going back to the story, I’m curious if her eyes were real or she’s just wearing contact lens. Anyway, I constantly look at her eyes every time she pass my sight.
As most of the passengers dropped off at Greenbelt, people left in the vehicle can now be more at ease, including me and, ehem, the skirt girl “in front” of me. Having told you about my angle of sight earlier, it is now mixed with my “chamba”, when the driver had a “semi-rough break” of the vehicle, causing us to “semi-buckle up”. With that, just imagine how a woman in a mini skirt would react in that situation. But I saw nothing because of the lighting condition inside the vehicle. Being polite, I prevented of how things would go worse (or better in some other state of mind), by sitting sideward, and moving a bit backward. But as my “chamba” waves his magic wand onto me.. There it was! ♪ Hallelujah! ♫ The sunlight coming from my left, goes straight under her skirt! I said to my self, “I think I just saw her undies!”. White. But I don’t mind. Seconds later it happened again. That’s the time I realized it is “panty hose” she’s wearing not just stockings. But there’s more. Even with her black panty hose, through right amount and angle of light bestowed upon me ♪ Hallelujah! ♫, I still happen to notice the red star design on her undies! I can even tell which cheek it is on! (hardcore na to’!).
Mixed emotion, I don’t know if I should be disgust of myself, or just enjoy the moment. As it happened a few more times, I thought to myself that I ought to be doing something already, like telling her what I just noticed. And that’s the case; Should I be telling her? Again I’m confused. This always happens..
But the occurring things between me and the opposite sex is a different story.
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