So. As I was saying.
One day, when I was a freshman in college, I was in the shower. It was the dorm shower, shared with all of the girls [women? young ladies?] on my half of the floor. When I was done cleansing, I reached out to grab my towel and caught an unfortunate glance at the girl in the opposite shower stall who had not quite closed her curtain all the way. Just a millisecond glance, no big deal, happens all the time in these situations (right? please say right). However, in that millisecond, I saw something that caught me quite off guard. Very off-guard, really. The girl in question had no nipples.
I know, it sounds crazy. That's what I was thinking as I stood in my shower, water off, debating in my head if it is humanly possible for a person to have breasts, but no mammary papillae (I looked it up). Papillaeless-boobs.
My mom officially just shut her laptop.
I'm not trying to be crass, but you have to admit this is fascinating. My head was full of questions. I mean, who was this girl? Would it be rude to ask "Hey, why no nipples over there?" Is she technically considered a mammal if she is missing her ducts? I felt a sense of urgency because clearly this person was aware I was done with my shower and just loitering, which is creepy, but at the same time I needed to know if what I had seen was real. Because, if it was, I was ready to launch a full investigation into the matter. I could strike up casual conversations with people, like "Hey, how about this whole having-nipples thing? Crazy, right?" and just watch for their reaction. But there were a lot of girls on my floor, and that's is a lot of effort for something hypothetical. So I made a tough decision. I decided to look again.
This is obviously where the story makes me sound like a pervert. But hopefully you understand that this was strictly for scientific research. For all I knew this girl was some sort of alien living among us, biding its time before launching an attack to annihilate the human race. So, basically I was defending our species. So, basically you're welcome.
As I stepped out of the shower, I made a very classy and non-creepy glimpse in the direction of her shower stall, then made a quick exit. Well, let me just say I am glad I did. Because, as it turns out, what I thought I saw was actually not what I saw. What I really saw was something else altogether. Allow me to explain.
You know when you shower, and you're washing your hair, and you're standing facing the water like this?
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(I drew her with clothes on out of respect). |
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