Nipple Adventures…

 On my way to work on Wednesday I walked past a bar with an interesting poster (!) advertising a wet T shirt competition.  The poster clearly showed a girl’s nipple through her wet T shirt.  Now I am no nipplephobic……. I have two nipples of my own.  I object, though, to having to see other peoples’ as  I go about my day to day life.  Even my old favourites the ‘lads mags’ austerely keep nipples under wraps…maybe they like the mystery!  So I thought I’ll do something about this (slow day at the office). 

STEP ONE:

I wrote a little sticker ‘Women are not objects’ and placed it over the protuding boob.

STEP TWO:

I rang the Council……not the best idea!  I was passed between at least four departments, told to ring the Advertising Standards Agency (which I did) and told there was nothing anyone could do as the poster was on private property(!).  Evetually advised by the Council to phone the police.  Bit fed up of the ‘n’ word by then.

STEP THREE:

Rang the police, who were not overly amused or enamoured by my call.  Gave me an incident number to keep me happy.

STEP FOUR:

Emailed my local councillor to complain that there seemed to be no regulation of local advertising. (Not the councillor suspended for having porn on his work laptop…that would have been going a bit too far!)

STEP FIVE:

Emailed my local newspaper…just in case!

STEP SIX:

Emailed the bar with my concerns.

So on the way home I was so pleased to see the poster gone!!  Hurray! 

When I checked my emails later the bar manager had responded with an apology to say the poster does not normally go up until 9pm and it had been displayed as a mistake.  Good to know that nipples, like owls, are nocturnal!

My lesson;  With a bit of perserverance I can bring a little bit of change.