I ordered a dresser and nightstand to my new apartment and unfortunately was not home when it got delivered. The night stand probably weighs 200lbs in the box and it so hard to move. I’m pretty strong, even on crutches. It was delivered to my back door so I went to bring it inside and couldn’t. It was hanging off the back stoop and I couldn’t get enough leverage to prop it up over the kitchen ledge to push it in. I tried ditching the crutches and getting on my hands and knees to simultaneously lift and shove forward but it would not move. I looked like a fool. I had a lot of witnesses.
These construction workers were watching and laughing until finally one of them as walking nearby enough where I asked for help. He hesitated but agreed while his fellow workers continued laughing and telling him (in Spanish) to “help the girl with the box.”
So this guy comes on over to push this box into my apartment and as soon as he bends over to lift, two things happened. 1. He says in his cute little accent, “it is heavy” and 2. my face gets exposed to his ass for a solid 15 seconds as his coworkers watch and giggle. I was on crutches and had nowhere to move. I tried to stare away but it amplified the awkwardness that this man with two legs was also struggling to bring this giant box into my apartment. So I did what anyone would do in this situation. I just stared at the ass.
And boy, did it stare back.