I just came across a magazine ad for women’s deodorant that screams,”TURN SHY RECLUSIVE ARMPITS INTO VIVACIOUS DIVAS.” Sort of makes you jealous of all those vivacious-armpit girls.
How perceptions are formed:
My hands felt sticky, so I went to wash them. There was a woman plucking her eyebrows in front of the mirror. I washed my hands and then figured that I might as well use the bathroom while I was there. When I came back out, she was still plucking away. I washed my hands and left. Hence forth, she’ll think of me as that wacko OCD girl who has to wash her hands before and after peeing. But she’s the one plucking her eyebrows at work. Freakshow.