How great is that? Thanks Ernesto Busnelli for the great photoshop job!
Here’s my dilemma from yesterday…
A little while ago at the gym I noticed an attractive woman. She was doing a leg exercise that put her butt up in the air.
Not meaning to stare, but my eyes went to a small tear in her spandex pants…right at her butt cheek.
If it was you who noticed, what would you do?
Take a look at the original post if you want to see what people suggested.
So what did I do?
I did tell her.
In fact I told before I put up the original Facebook status. When she was done with her lower body exercise (and when I was done with mine) I walked up to her and said something like this…
Excuse me…I promise I’m not trying to be inappropriate. I couldn’t help noticing you have a tear in the back of your pants.
She smiled. She thanked me for letting her know. And she told me her friend had already told her.
I smiled, and we both went on our ways.
I wanted to see if anyone would notice I said she was attractive, as if that would make a difference in whether or not I would say something.
No one bit on that.
Later in the day I asked a bunch more people. Most them told me I shouldn’t have said anything…that it was too weird for a middle age guy to tell a woman about a hole in her pants.
So here’s my deal…
I operated on the same principle I shoot for all the time…and often achieve…
What would I want if it was me?
I’d wanna be told. I wouldn’t want to walk around not knowing there was a hole in the ass of my pants.
Although I might enjoy the “I know something you don’t know” game with an attractive stranger. 😉
What I’m sure is true is this…the reason people wouldn’t tell her has nothing to do with not wanting to embarrass her. And it has nothing to do being seen as a stalker or pervert.
It comes back to the usual…
It’s all about confidence.
If YOU know you’re not a stalker, or a pervert – if you just happened to notice a different color in the clothing of another person, even if it’s on her rear end, that doesn’t make you a pervert.
And if you know you’re not, you won’t worry about what anyone else thinks.
And you project that energy.
And you do something good for someone else…like save them a lot of embarrassment down the line.
So…if you see me out in the world and I have a rip in my seat of my pants (or anywhere else), let me know. I won’t think you’re a stalker or a pervert.
Then again, I won’t be overly embarrassed either.