Blonde factor

The building I work in is being remodeled on one floor and you have to pass throught the construction zone going from the underground parking to the elevator. This morning, during the workers' morning break, there were about 30 or 40 construction workers sitting around (all Mexicans, at least that's what it looked like, hey, I didn't check their papers). Anyway, a not too bad but nothing to write home about blonde was walking about 10 feet ahead of me but instead of getting on the elevator, she walked on down the hall....man, those guys dropped their sandwhiches, spilled their coffee and one even fell out of his chair turning around to follow her with his eyes (and I won't even repeat the remarks they made to each other, ha ha). The elevator opened and a FINE latina stepped out and only one or two of them of them even bothered to look. Go figure---guess it's the old 'opposites attract'