N had a meeting in Bellevue today so she left the house shortly after dawn.  I got up an hour or so later and decided not to make coffee since I was the only one home.  I figured I would stop by Central Market and get a cup on the way to the shop.  I pulled into Central along with another truck and we parked not far from each other.  I noticed the other driver was an attractive woman in work clothes.  I assumed she was working on one of the road construction projects here in Poulsbo.  I immediately went into a typical male fantasy mode where I was sure that she was noticing me.  She was probably looking at my nice lightweight Carhartt work pants and fishing shirt with the sleeves rolled up just right and thinking "I'd like me some of that".  I strode into the coffee shop sure that all the chicks were checking me out.  I ordered my usual Americano and waited in a short line for it to brew.  I picked up my cup at the counter and walked out to the truck still feeling like a million bucks.  I pulled the keys from my pocket and unlocked the door.  For some reason I looked down as I was getting in and noticed that my fly was open.  I'm not talking about part way open... I'm talking about all the way to the stop. 

Makes me think the women weren't looking at me with lust in their hearts after all.