One day the boss man said that everyone was going to get a free bra and would have a custom fitting to ensure we were getting the right size for our breasts. Whippee! A free bra is a great surprise, however, my thrill was short lived. With her eyes wide, Sally said with embarrassment, “No! I had to take off my shirt and bra while he sat there and watched the whole time!” Finally, the bra fitter lady said, “So to get a proper fit, I must measure your breast without a bra on because it will give an inaccurate measurement, so please remove your shirt and bra.” The ENTIRE time that I stood listening to her speech, the boss man watched me. I couldn’t help but think about how perverted this man was to do this to all his female employees.

The woman started telling me about the importance of having the proper sized bra and how the breast tissue should be COMPLETELY in the cup on the sides. Breast tissue that hangs outside the cup on the side doesn’t get the proper circulation and research has shown that it can cause health problems. Thank you,” I said and breaking the stare from the boss man, turned around with satisfaction that not only didn’t he see my boobs, but he couldn’t see my butt wiggle as I left because my coat was long enough to cover it!While walking to the bosses’ office I rehearsed what I would say to them if they asked me bare the boobs. The more I thought about the whole scenario, the angrier I got until I was filled with rage! No one except my doctor and husband had seen me naked and if I wanted to flaunt my boobs, then I definitely wasn’t going to do it for my boss or for just a bra. So I decided that no matter what the consequence, the boss man was not going to see my boobs. When Paula opened the door, both men turned around to stare at her like there was going to be a scarlet letter “B” for “boobs” emblazoned on her shirt. She looked at me briefly and said, “You’re next,” and then went over to Sally’s desk and started whispering. the smallest boobs, but I was not going to be bullied by big boobs or a boss man who had boobs smaller than mine!

With the measuring complete, the fitter lady reached into the box and pulled out a new lacy white bra and handed it to me without looking up from her clipboard of employee names. I already knew all of this information. I had been working there long enough to hear everything I ever wanted to know about bras and breasts.Inside I was feeling extremely proud of myself, but I didn’t even let the slightest smile cross my lips nor did my eyes leave his angry stare the entire time I was being fitted. The lady doing the measurements was extremely uncomfortable, but I was mad at her too for going along with such a shenanigan. It was female boob exploitation in the workplace! Some people take this advice to heart while other bloggers write whatever they want to say regardless of the lawsuits that get slapped against them.