A wonderful friend of mine was talking about a tough issue she was going through and I wanted to be there for her since she always seems stressed off. About halfway through the conversation she pulls out her iPad to show me a picture of the person who she was complaining about, so i walk over to look. I look at the picture and i turn to her and she continues talking. I suddenly find myself staring down her shirt as she’s talking to me and I see her t**.

I feel awful now because i wanted to listen to what she said and all that but my dumbass f****** looks down her shirt. She didn’t notice but i still feel f****** awful. She trusted me with all this stuff and my primate brain just objectifies her. Ugh, day ruined.