My vision was the only thing on my mind when I walked into the optometrist's office for my annual checkup. I was more than overdue for my eye exam, but what I saw as soon as I opened the office door made me take a hard second look. And it wasn't because my eyes were bad; on the contrary, my vision is near perfect. No, what caused me to stare was the woman standing against the counter.

I saw immediately that she was wearing high heels and her legs were displayed all the way up to where her short skirt ended about four inches above her knees. She had one...