I have to say, I think I got my widdle feelings hurt recently. A woman I worked with asked me if I had any pictures of my kids. As luck would have it, I had a little folder with one picture of each of my three kids. They'd just had their school portraits done.
I gave the folder to the Lady, and she looked at my kids one by one, but didn't say a word. Not one. Gave the pics back to me. That was that.
Makes you think a lot of things. It just seemed unusual to not say a single word. I don't think my kids are ugly or anything, but I was definitely waiting for something.
Made me a little bit sad. Who knows, right?