There was an episode of Happy Days where Richie, Potsie and the red haired guy were struggling with learning how to smoothly unsnap a girl’s bra. They managed to get hold of a mannequin with a bra, and took turns working on the smooth unsnap, usually two handed, and of course Slapsick Hilarity ensued, falling down and whatnot. Eventually the Fonz came in, and in a smooth onehanded flick of the wrist the bra popped off the mannequin.
I was about 15 when I first saw that episode and to this day I am still impressed with that move. I vowed to learn this technique. Over the years, epecially during and after college, I pretty much became proficient, not like a tenth degree dan or anything, but could do the move smoothly perhaps 90% of the time. I Was Good.
Then came stability, and marriage, and I never needed the talent again - forever, I thought. No big loss.
[imagine pages magically flying off of a calendar]
The came divorce, and Chuck thrust back into the dating pool, unprepared and atrophied. No hilarity ensuing here, just embarassment and groping like a tenth grader. Needing to use two hands, and still struggling. I’m glad to be back in the game after a two year sabbatical, but using two hands - sheese. And when you’re on a sofa, you don’t always have two hands free.
Now, my current girlfriend (hopefully longterm) thinks the whole thing is funny. She taunts me. She can tell that I’m trying to relearn the OneHand, like a retired baseball player, back at the plate, who used to be at the top of his game.
So I ask
Is it possible that bras have been redesigned during my ten year absence ? Did they switch to left handed threading, or perhaps changed the over/under hook logic ? As a right hander it seemed that the “over” part came from her left side (facing her) yet it may be that the “over” part comes from the right now. My thumb, used to provide the leverage, is in the wrong place, somehow.
I’m not about to buy some bras and rent a mannequin, although the thought has crossed my mind. I can’t use my girlfriend to practice on, although she would be OK with it, it’s too damaging to my ego. I could accidentally wander in to the lingerie section at Sears, but getting arrested for mannequin tampering would be embarrasing.
This shouldnt be bothering me. Life is good.