now, i had a vp at that time that was a little effeminate and a little bit of a chub. however, becos of his height (man, he was a tall person at close to 1.9m) he didn't look too chubby. he was superbly fair and we gave him the nickname toufu. his routine during lunch was to head back home to eat his mother's cooking. he was, at that time in his 40s and was still single and many in office suspected he was gay. anyway, one of his pet habits, which was our pet peeve, was to creep up to a person from the back of his cubicle and stare at what we were doing on our computer screen.
so... i guess you know how the story would unfold... it went this way.
on one fine day, eugene, munch and i were chatting and the topic drifted to men in tights. our conversations went on and on about how men looked so sexy in tights, how their bulge would show and how some could look a little indecent. and we went on to talk about those men from ballet troupes... heh heh... and our chat went on and on and i didn't notice my vp behind my back. i really didn't know how long he stood here watching but i freaked out when i turned around and saw him... hahaha... i felt a little embarrassed, guilty and somewhat helpless. i just say hi, and gave him a little smile. and as for him, well... he just smiled at me and walked off...
till today, i still wonder if he was there during those parts of the chat when eugene sent me pictures of men in tights... hmmm...
heh heh...
picture from http://www.primabodywear.com/boutique/html/mens.html
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