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Say That Again

Wednesday, 16. May 2007, 02:01:17

I was eating breakfast this morning at a large truck stop in Tallulah, La. Sitting to my right was a nice looking young lady traveler headed to Ohio. She too was eating breakfast and enjoying her coffee.

After exchanging pleasantries, we engaged in a rather intelligent conversation about the weather and cross country driving. Somehow, our chat turned to include plastic surgery. That is when she explained she was thinking of getting her nose fixed.

I did not think her nose was in need of repair and I told her so. She said “Well, I want to get it fixed now so if I have kids, they won’t have to put up with the same ribbings that I got when I was a kid”.

This caused an involuntary muscle contraction as my left eyebrow arched high on my forehead.

“I see”, I said. The longer I thought about what she said, the more intrigued I became. I had to find out what she was talking about.

“You got ribbed when you were a kid?” I asked. “Oh yes” she replied, “My nose stuck out like a banana”. “So why would your kids be made fun of?” I asked. “My whole family has big noses. I know my kids will have big noses too. That’s why I am not going to have kids until I get my nose fixed.”

What?

Ok, I do not have a degree in medicine, nor do I claim to know allot about DNA and genetics, but tell me, is plastic surgery hereditary?

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Comments

Attila # 16. May 2007, 05:15

It would be amazing if it was!

Isn't it incredible how people can convince themselves that they can only be happy if they look perfect? I mean, what is perfect after all? I think that this search for eternal youth and perfection is scary.