I think people are just different, so nothing is either wrong or right with you - it is just how you are.

I went into a cafe on Sunday. A very busy place near a train station, where you place your order with a cashier and then get a "number", find a table on your own, place the "number" on the table, and wait for the food.

So, to make the long story short, I have anxiety disorder that is weird in that I am not socially anxious but I cannot eat and even drink sometimes when I am nervous. Basically even the thought of swallowing food makes me nauseous. Of course, not being well nourished is never a good idea, and being dehydrated is an even worse idea, and I am sure that not eating properly makes my anxiety much worse creating a vicious cycle.

So all of that last week I had this problem. Always nauseous, and literally making myself sip milk little by little to at least get some nutrients in.

And then on the weekend I finally felt fine and felt normal hunger. Normal hunger - I wanted to eat, rather than forced myself to sip milk. So I rejoiced and went to my favorite cafe.

And the cashier guy, for a few moments after I said "hi" and before I actually placed my order, just stood there with his eyes fixated at my chest.

To which I wanted to say: "Dude, hello and wake up! Nice breasts, I know, geez thanks for noticing, but I am hungry for a change and I want to get going and get some food. Stop staring at my chest - take my order. That is what you are here for, after all."

I did not say that, of course - eventually he figured it out on his own.

But to me the situation is funny, not disgusting. And to you it is disgusting. There is no right or wrong way here.