Okay, first, you must understand that I talk to my dog. And I know all of you other dog owners out there do, too. However, if you don't have a dog, then this will sound pretty dumb.
Anyway, when I walk my dog, I tend to keep this running monologue going where I tell her how good she is, how charming she is, and very, very often, how cute she is (small, fluffy, big eyes--the very definition of cute). So it would not be unusual to hear me say something like, "What a good dog...what a cute dog..." (again, if you don't have a dog this will sound much more idiotic than it is). Often, though, when I say the word, "cute," it never fails--some dimwitted girl turns around and smiles, looking for the person who just said "cute." Why? Because she thinks I am talking about her. No, really, this has happened enough times that I'm pretty sure I'm right. They always have the same smile that says, "Cute? I am, aren't I?" Really. I honestly think that we have amongst us the vainest, most self-enchanted generation ever (well, other than their baby boomer parents). It's somewhat shocking, most especially because these girls are almost inevitably not cute, or at least not as cute as they think they are (especially, I might add in comparison to my glorious dog). I can only hope that someday the icy hand of reality will come and slap some sense into them. Or maybe they'll just teeter on the spike heels of their ugly shoes and collectively trip and fall into a worldwide chain of muddy puddles.