If you work in retail, I'm sure you've had this situation. A drop dead knockout woman walks in who's dressed provocatively and asks you a question. You can actually feel the blood draining from your skull and your speech reverting to a grunting, stumbling cave man talk.
"Hi! Can you tell me where the mini blinds are?"
"Yeah, uh, ha ha ha. He he, they're, uh, ooh ooh ooh, that way. Hoo hoo."
And then, she smiles a devious smile knowing exactly what she's doing, and you start to get angry at yourself as you feel magnets in your eyeballs pulling your gaze downward. And even though you feel like a fool, you have a grin on your face like a jack ass eating briars through a barbed wire fence. The cart pusher looks over and is drooling and panting like a dog, and the women in the store get a look on their faces like a cop when you offer him a donut.
I tell you, after about the fifth time today, I've decided it's good that we wear loose aprons.
So what do you do to control your thought processes in the presence of such distractions?