The tit thing

It must have been around 1993. I was working – from time to time – as a freelance sub at Sky magazine, at which my future wife was also – from time to time – also working, as a freelance sub… (The freelance subbing market was good back then…) There was an IT ‘operative’ (or whatever they were called…) named Dave and he was notorious for looking directly at women’s breasts. My future wife moaned to me about it. (Being 6’ 1”, it was a problem with shorter, IT-ish men who couldn’t make eye contact…)

I developed a bit of a complex about it. Being 5’11” – and say the average height of women in the office being about 5 inches shorter – I would try to make eye contact with my interlocutor… The problem being – bearing in mind this was at the tail-end of the rave movement when everyone was wearing very tight t-shirts indeed – that my eyes would inevitably be drawn downwards…

Oh no, I thought. Would I inevitably be written off as a Dave, who only looked at women’s tits? The more I worried about it, the more I couldn’t help looking…

Mercifully, they stopped asking me to sub at Sky. Whether it was the tit thing, I can only speculate…

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strokeofbadluck

I had a stroke on July 26th, 2013. I was a screenwriter. Don’t do that anymore. But have found another way to write.

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