I was shopping for food today.
Halfway through the store I bent over to pick up a box from the shelf. (ok, ok they were chocolate grahmn crackers)
As I stood I felt the need for adjustment of my right boob.
I looked around, didn't see anyone. Put my hand into my shirt and fixed it.
At my age you don't want to walk around with one up and one facing down.
For the rest of my shopping this woman followed me around talking into a hand held device of some kind.
As I neared the end of the store I had the urge to stop, put my hand out and say: I know what you think so for fifty bucks you can put your hand in my shirt and check.
In the end she disappeared.
Anyway, I didn't have the nerve to say it.
However, lesson learned.