Once, while I was working at the Health Food store, which is a job I sorely miss and I wish I had never quit, this lady came in with the most enormous breasts you'd ever seen in your entire life.
They were real breast too. They were not implants of any kind.
It looked like she had shoved two couch cushions under her shirt and then just went walking around in public like that.
I was just standing there, looking at her giant breasts, and then she started talking to me. I didn't know what to do, so I panicked and looked down at my shoes right away.
But then, she wanted to talk about the vitamins. She kept picking different bottles of vitamins up from off the shelf and holding them up next to one of her gigantic breasts.
I had to look up to see which vitamin it was that she was asking me about, but then, I was also looking at her gigantic breast too, and the whole thing was making me feel so uncomfortable, every time I'd try to say something, I'd start snickering.
Finally, I decided that I couldn't help this lady, because it was simply too hard to talk to her, so I went in the back and got my coworker and told her that she had to deal with the customer with the mammoth breasts because I couldn't do it.
Janet (my coworker) was pissed but she went out and helped the lady with the gigantic breasts.
I stayed in the office, mostly because I had the giggles so bad over those enormous breasts that I had to calm down.
See, I pride myself on having quality social skills. And I know that people with good social skills do not stare at other people. It is especially bad if you stare at people's breast, because everyone knows that you can't stare at them because it pisses women off.
That's why I always look away. But that lady had such gigantic breast that you couldn't look away. They were everywhere.
So, as you can plainly see, I am not imperturbable*, indeed, I was giggling so badly that it was exigent* that I leave.
I tried to show great deference* to the lady, on account of my sublime* social skills.
I was taught as a kid that you just don't stare. I've got a long list of things not to stare at, and I think personally, that if you were to stare at a person's breasts while you giggle uncontrollably, that it would be very rude. It would be a true opprobrium*.
From the list of most commonly found words on the GRE:
Imperturbable: Not capable of being disturbed
Exigent: Urgent; requiring immediate action
Deference: Respect, courtesy
Sublime: Lofty or grand
Opprobrium: Public disgrace
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