Cups in the Front, Hoops in the Back

"You know about the cup sizes and all?  They have different cups. . . Ya got the A, the B, the C, and the D.  That's the biggest." - Frank Costanza

I'm a dude.  I trained my brain to know the way a bra worked, so that when the time came I would know what to do.  I have trained myself to be able to get a bra off in about 2-5 seconds without more than two fingers.  I don't think I'm special, I think I'm normal.  Most dudes probably mastered these techniques.

A few days ago (and it wasn't the first time) I was thrown a curveball.  Has a woman ever asked you to hook her bra ON for her?  Well it blew my mind.
It took me a few seconds to actually wrap my head around the idea, and I needed two hands, and the application of my wrist to steady the straps.  Honestly, I've never been so confused.  How do you get those small pieces of metal-plastic into the small hoops of the metal-plastic easier than that?!  Many a time I have been asked to unhook a bra, for the comfort of the woman, not in a sexual way.  Sometimes their hands just can't reach, or they simply don't want to.  The woman will turn her back to you - this also blows a circuit in my brain.

I'm so trained to unhook a bra with my eyes closed and my hand wrapped around from the front, that performing this maneuver proves incredibly difficult.  Most of the time when this request is made, I adjust my position to be in front of said woman, close my eyes and do what I've trained for.  Bam.  Done. No muss, no fuss.  I can't twist my wrist that way when the contraption is staring me in the face.  So ladies, don't expect too much from us when you asking us to do you a service in this manner - but rest assured, we've been training all puberty to flick that bastard off from around the corner and in the dark.  Give us the challenge, and we'll get it - ask us to do something simple and we'll screw it up almost every time.