"There is something magical about a profession that can turn not only the frog, but the wart on the frog’s ass, into something remarkable, something desirable. Haven’t you ever caught yourself looking at a woman who in any other circumstance would never have caught your eye, but suddenly with a 9-5 and a w-4 she has something of an edge? There is just something that makes you want to be her boss, or at least hire her for a “job” or two?

Well, you are not alone. Many men find women in certain professions to be sexier because of their job title. And it can be confusing, not knowing if you want to take her to lunch just because of her career role (and your imagination running wild), or if she is just really that damn sexy and you want her even when her shift is up.

The Nurse: You are sitting in a doctor’s office, half dressed, feet dangling from the exam table, waiting for someone to knock and make the appointment at least begin to be over. And suddenly, the door opens, and in walks a fairly cute, curvaceous, dressed in all white nurse, stethoscope in hand, hair pulled back but falling out of her French twist. She asks for your arm to take your blood pressure and as you reach out you accidentally graze her breast, and immediately you know where all your blood has gone. You know deep down that if you passed her on the street you wouldn’t even think about hooking up with her, but suddenly all you want is to give her the exam of her life. The nurse is a tough one, the theory of the hot nurse has been passed on through the ages with Halloween costumes and Blink 182 videos. And well, when you are waiting to be touched and physically checked out, men are relieved to see anyone rather than a male over-weight comb-over wearing doctor walk in that door. So watch out guys. Before you diagnose this one, make sure you see past the gimmick and the girl beneath the sterile ensemble. She may be the fantasy but not the girl.




The Bartender:First and foremost, keep in mind that it is hard to say if you’re making any good calls when you are at the bar after a bunch of beers and rounds of shots. But it is fair to say that bartenders are intoxicating. They are in a position of power. They have what you want and you want it bad, alcohol, the numbing buzz, the bottle in her hand. You watch her lean, bend, grab, and pour, all while holding wads of money (another stimuli for the male species) and sliding past the other sexy bartender to lean, bend, grab some more. And the more she gives you, the more you want her, it, her…it is all a blur of voyeurism and desire, a confusion of the senses. Before you know it you are slumped over in your barstool staring directly and without shame at her ass, trying to find a napkin dry enough so you can write down her number. You should know however, that you are probably man #450 of the night to hit on her and to search for a scrap of paper for the digits. Bartenders attract men like a moth to a flame. And what better analogy than that to express the burning feeling you will experience after you hit that.



The Kindergarten Teacher: Although you probably never see her on the job (or at least I hope you are not hanging around elementary schools), you know what she is like on the job. A tight fitting sweater, casual but nicely fitting slacks, loafers and black framed glasses, sitting Indian style on the floor with 4 year olds reading them stories, acting a bit too excited about 3 little pigs or a girl in a red hood. But she is cute, VERY cute, when you ask her what she does and she tells you she is a Kindergarten teacher. You know that behind her conservative, nurturing demeanor lies a girl who wants to put the kids to sleep and rip off her glasses and play her own game of “duck duck, find the goose.” She is hotter because she knows how to play dress up, likes to get messy, and believe it or not, this teacher wants to be taught a lesson. Just keep in your notes that half her appeal, may be the naughty teacher deal.

The Cop: You hear the sirens, you know you are screwed…the cops are coming and you are busted for whatever crime you have just committed. The blue and white doors open and out steps a blonde, dressed in all blue, gold badge on her seemingly large chest, belt filled with things that immediately get you wanting to bring your crime from a misdemeanor to a felony. Her polyester pants hug her all the way around and as she writes you a ticket, you can’t help but want desperately to see the back of her squad car. Even when she hands you the fine, you can’t stop thinking to yourself, “is this for real” because a hot cop, is hard to find. But check under her cap and take a second to look away from her “badge.” This police officer may be the dream-not-come-true that you always wanted. The outfit can throw you off, the symbols of power and submission on her belt, her authority…think again before you let her cuff you. The crime may not be worth the time.

Take these professions into consideration when asking yourself if she is worthy of your magic, and try to discern between a hot girl, and just a girl with a hot job." [Via PimpWiz.com]

Labels: Ask Lauren, women