My entire life, there was one thing I, as a Canadian, have always wanted.
And that was to be ogled in the most ridiculous, hilarious way. Growing up in Coquitlam, B.C, there are not a lot of cheesy, ridiculous, or creepy guys around to subject me to the type of ogling I see I T.V.
Today as I am walking out of the local postal outlet, a black man approaches me, looks me up and down in my gym clothes, and says, “UHM! THAT’S WHAT I LIKE!”
I was able to suppress my laughter until I was half way down the block. His comical way of ogling without being intentionally comical made his behaviour all the less creepy.