random sexist remark...

So, one of the fringe benefits of the new job is that it's in the law courts quarter, and thus my fifteen minute walk from the station supplies me with a great variety of besuited eye candy, from pretty boys barely graduated to sleek silver foxes. Today was hot and muggy, and thus many of them weren't wearing their jackets. I had a truly splendid pin-striped bottom in front of me all the way down Deansgate this morning, my pleasure spoiled only by the fact that its owner had his manbag slung behind him in such a way as to obscure far too much of the view. Our receptionist was probably wondering why I had a grin on my face when I walked in...