I can make snap judgments about people. As open-minded and liberal as I like to think I am, it just happens.
OK, sometimes on purpose. Like how an old friend and I used to create complete back stories for people we saw across a crowded bar, including who they hung out with in high school and what they do in the bedroom now. But that was just damn funny, people.
I’m talking about when you see someone, and based on their looks and body language alone – you know you will dislike them.
That is so not cool.
But I do it anyway.
The house next to us is a rental and is vacant right now. I was bringing in groceries last night and a couple was there to see the space. The wife and I caught eye contact.
I thought, “What a fucking bitch.”
And by the look on her face, it was clear she thought, “What a fucking bitch.”
I hope to holy hell they hated the space.