Dear Guy Graduate Student in the Elevator on Friday Afternoon,
Perhaps you've not had a lot of experience with women because school has kept you busy. You're a smart, clever person who is working to complete a difficult degree. Many people in the building are doing the same thing.
It can be a difficult and lonely life.
However, when I get on to the elevator at the same time as you and your friend, there is no reason for you to stare at my chest the ENTIRE time we are forced to be in that steel box.
You didn't even look away when I subtly tried to draw your attention to this fact.
(The hilarious part is that I wasn't even wearing anything that remotely drew attention to said body parts.)
I'm sure that there could have been any woman standing in my place who would have gotten the same, creepy chest stare down that I was so very privileged to receive.
But I'm a lot more forgiving than some people. Do that again to another woman and she may punch you in the face.
Careful there, Ace.
Annoyed, but amused,