Observatory Road

Traffic have a funny way of putting things into perspective.  It is an open invitation to observe the world around you.  It is a test of patience and perseverance on the dedicated road you are traveling and putting it in perspective on the goal ahead - usually homeward bound (wherever or whatever home maybe).  More often, we change route and take the side streets.  But how many have us kicked ourselves by doing so only to be stuck into a more hideous traffic jam!  

Well, I came up with this question the other day as I was driving home, caught in some rush hour traffic and observed a very peculiar situation.  
   
    "Who observes whom?  When do you know that you are the observer or the one being observed?"

I was at a cross light lit green but of course unable to budge forward due to some heavy traffic.  All three lanes were bumper to bumper.  I was in the most right lane next to the signal pole where I see two people waiting to cross the street.  One man was tall, blond haired, fit and either going for a jog or was jogging.  The other man was short, Asian and obviously gay.  For the sake of easy reference, we're gonna call the the blond man "Tom" and the short man "Bob".  To my funny surprise, I followed what they were looking at.  "Tom" was checking out the girl driving in the car ahead of me.  Whose car had a sticker that said 'Rothrock Allentown, PA' to which I immediately related to since my first car was from 'Rothrock Springfield, PA'.  And "Bob" (who looked like he was 17) was staring with no shame up and down at  and landing his eyes "Tom" on the man's "package" area.  I swear I saw "Bob" gave himself a half smile!  Then the car in front of me pulled up, "Tom" stared up and crossed the street.  "Bob" stared at "Tom" walking fast across the street and skipped across fast following deaden behind -- still half smiling.  

Much to my amusement as this incident made the time go by it made me wonder.  If I was watching "Bob" checking out "Tom" checking out girl in 'Rothrock Allentown, PA' car, who was watching me observe them?  Was I safe to observe this whole time and create a series of mini observations from each of their own point-of-view?  Of course with my opinions of what could be said in their minds.  Did the 'Rothrock' girl know that "Tom" was checking her out?  Did "Tom" know he was being checked out by "Bob"?  Did they all know I was watching the whole thing unfold?