(picture credit: http://postsecret.blogspot.com/)
This middle-aged guy came in the bookstore yesterday and I think he wanted me to cut him a deal on something (something that was only $5, give me a break, fella) and he had a fake tan. I just couldn't respect him. He's probably a super guy, volunteers at God's Kitchen, tithes regularly, blah blah blah, but that fake tan.....
I have a certain shallowness, sometimes. And fake tans (and bad dye jobs) just stand out as being judgeable. ah, well. We all have our prejudices.
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