Today as I was walking back from the grocery store to the library, I noticed some men yelling. I looked over and a couple of bearded biker-like guys in a pickup truck were evidently hollering at me, since I was the only person in the area. This struck me as extremely disagreeable. However, as I continued to walk I reflected that this was not so much because of their shouts but because I knew how geeky I looked. It wouldn't have been as big an insult if, for instance, I had been wearing contacts, makeup, and had fixed my hair. I don't really know why this is so, but it's undeniably true. And those guys were vile.