Bureaucracy and breasts

My ability to to stare at breasts for a prolonged time was put to the test today. The bank I use got a new clerk, she is young and inexperienced, and everything she did took, like, forever. But because she was siting and I was standing at the counter I had a perfect view of her "decollete". But it took her so long to process my account that I actually got bored of the view, if there was one thing I could concentrate on it would be breasts, and now I found my self completely disinterested. Why did I give so much meaning to...well...flesh. Breasts are as important as any other peace of the body, so why put them on ridicules pedestals?