Embarrassment is really in the eye of the beholder. For a situation to be embarrassing or awkward you must perceive it as such, otherwise it is just an ordinary occurrence. It is you that makes it embarrassing for yourself, not the situation and not the person who said something to you. With that said you must admit that a man with girl boobs does catch your attention, like “what is wrong with this picture” sort of thing. You are likely to have someone look at your chest like the lady you mentioned at work.
Woody Allen said comedy is tragedy plus time. At 13 or 14 years old what was devastating to me doesn’t much matter now that I am older. Life’s experience and understanding what causes gynecomastia takes away most of the embarrassment. So I will tell you something that happened when I was a freshman in high school that I thought was terrible and now is actually sort of funny.
In high school I was on the swim and water polo teams. Our uniform was a tiny little Speedo that barely covered your junk. So unlike the football or baseball player who could hide his gynecomastia our chests and just about everything else was in plain view of everyone. I had been swimming since I was 5 years old and really wanted a spot on the swim team. I practiced and lifted weights like crazy so I could make the team as a freshman. About the same time my chest blossomed. I figured it was fat from all the high protein and carb diet. So I worked my chest more to build up my pectoral muscles. Which of course big pecs just made my boobs look bigger.
I had gone to school with this girl since first grade that I liked. She was sort of shy and self-conscious but she was pretty and I liked her. One thing she lacked were breasts, flat as a board, ironic for a guy with boobs to like her. Swim practice was every school day and some weekends if we didn’t have a meet. I asked her to come by swim practice one day in class and I would walk home with her, a first for me. She seemed to like that idea. She was sitting in the stands at the end of practice and I went over to talk to her as the other guys on the team went into the locker room. About the time I got over to her one of my “friends” on the team yelled, “Hey Becky, give him your bra—he needs it more than you do!” Of course a bunch of them laughed. She thought I had put them up to it so she stormed off and never spoke to me again. That was decades ago, maybe she has forgotten but I doubt it.
The moral of the story is don’t be like Becky. The joke was on her I eventually got a lot hotter girls than her—the swim team was pretty popular.