Staring at the Chinese Dumpling Counter Lady
Some months ago during a visit, I stopped by the semi famous "Excellent Dumpling House". A rather small restaurant in Chinatown
The stomach did not call for attention on this particular day but 'hearing' of this place for a time broke my resistance. Nothing out of the ordinary. Went inside and asked the Chinese woman behind the counter if they had a non-meat meal. As expected, she mentioned a certain rice + vegetable combo to which I quickly agreed to.
Let us not forget the vegetable dumplings which is rather dry but tasty.
Some time passed by, 10 minutes perhaps, and I was off to enjoy a delicious meal in one of the nearby parks because eating alone in a table and leaving a tip just isn't ideal, wouldn't you agree?
Was this the end? Of course not. You missed the rather subtle critical 'transactions' occurring during the enter and exit restaurant phase.
Upon entering, I noticed the Chinese woman addressing customers was rather nice looking. She wasn't old old but neither was she young young. As she inquired about my lunch, my eyes became fixated on her chest. Now, it wasn't large by any means.
I could actually notice my head slowly inclining downwards and was soon turning to ogling this lady. I just couldn't stop myself. I don't know what it was. As I kept speaking to her I am sure she noticed
All I can conclude is that I must be doing something that,to her, translates as my ogling but, mostly, her certainty is validated by the way she 'knows' how women react when they are being watched. -anonymous
Her facial expression changed ever so slightly as I kept staring. It's one of those minute reactions you expect which maybe someone else can elaborate. How long was it? Seemed like an eternity but very likely 8-10 seconds. But during the watch, I knew I had to break it up. I agreed to whatever dish she suggested and quickly sought a nearby seat. Until my food was ready for pickup, I didn't bother looking her way. Imagine a guy looking at the menu even after ordering.
This brings me to a video I discovered a few minutes ago:
After paying and departing, I knew she knew I was 'ogling' her breasts. I can't tell whether she was flattered or disgusted by my action. Now, truth be told, at times I feel that Asian girls like it when guys stare at them. There is no basis to this whatsoever. It's a simple thought running in the back of my mind.
I know there are guys who would give me a hard time because they weren't large. I don't even understand it myself, if it's something to be understood. There's a recent quote I came across I found somewhat eerily disturbing
guys so i've discovered what im really attracted to in a girl is not anything physical, its if they have an uncommon name....****ed up right? lol -Sharpy
This reminds me of a weekday while walking down the street. A slender Caucasian woman was walking ahead of me and it so happened my head inclined downwards - looking at the book I was carrying I believe - when I heard two black guys (judging from their tone) passing by making a nasty remark along the lines of "What's this nigga looking at?! She has no ass. This nigg…" They most certainly mistook my action for something else; until they mentioned it, didn't even look at her. I sincerely hope the young girl ahead didn't hear their comments as she didn't turn around.
However, returning to my story, this Chinese woman looked attractive in my eyes. Doubtful but if my stay was prolonged further, it would've been possible for my cheeks turning red. Of course, this whole anecdote bring up multiple issues. Do Asian girls have small breasts? Why is ogling women and men intertwined? Do all men prefer a large chests? etc.
Anyway, this is just another insignificant anecdote to discharge from my head. Thougts? Analysis? Have you had similar experiences?
Quote: If you have any doubts that we live in a society controlled by men, try reading down the index of contributors to a volume of quotations, looking for women's names. - Elaine Gill
