You know I am a level-headed, open-minded fellow who is not the slightest bit judgmental about another person’s sense of style. :rolleyes: However, a sight at work made me fear for a young lady’s sanity and intelligence. She is pretty and 20-ish, with facial bone structure that states emphatically that in eight or ten years she will be gorgeous, except for her mutilated ears. I guess they are called gauges or plugs; they are ear piercings with the loop inside the lobe. Hers are big enough to poke my finger through one, if I wanted to be fired. I am thankful that my filters are strong and in place :rolleyes:, or I would don the role of the cranky maiden aunt she obviously doesn’t have* and point out the folly of her fashion choice, ie:
But I won’t, because I have filters now. Brand new, untried filters that may not work.
- My maiden aunt was pretty and sweet and she left me a surprising amount of money. OTOH, my wife had three, and I think they shared a single eyeball and tooth. They didn’t like me from the moment they set eye on me, but they’re dead.
** - NOT a complaint, just an observation on the greatness of some of God’s works.