For the Girl With the Hourglass Figure Time Runs Out Very Fast
Hot chicks, for the most part, are assholes.
I live in Los Angeles and I work at what is considered to be a fairly “young and hip” place, so I encounter the stereotypical “hot chick” (young, thin, tan, and blonde) on a regular basis; rarely do I meet a nice one.
Now, I personally do not find these types of women very attractive — both aesthetically and, uh, personality-y? — but society does, and because they know this, they often feel they are entitled to do whatever they please and treat people however they like because they are “hot.” I find, even as a woman (and a woman who has no physical interest in them), that when I’m in a situation where I am speaking to one of these “hot chicks,” they act as if they are doing me a favor of sorts, as if it’s a privilege to talk to them. Like I should be honored that they are deigning to be seen socializing with someone far less beautiful, which is SO HORRIBLE AND WEIRD and leads me to the most fascinating thing about Hot Chick Rudeness:
HOW CAN YOU BE CONCEITED ABOUT SOMETHING YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH?!
How can you be a jerk about something like how your parents’ genes were distributed?! You had NOTHING to do with that. It is NOT an acheivement. Sure, you can diet and exercise and do your part to maintain whatever it is that you’ve been given, but you personally had nothing to do with the formation of your cheekbones or the shape of your nose or the blue of your eyes or whatever. That attitude weirds me out in the same way that hardcore patriotism weirds me out — how am I going to be PROUD about the fact that my mom’s water just happened to break in a certain country? That’s just dumb, as is conceit over one’s looks. There’s really no excuse, ever, for an out-of-control ego, but at least if you’ve painted a masterpiece or written an incredible novel or composed a symphony you’ve DONE SOMETHING, so sure, brag about it a little. Be proud of yourself. But if your mom looks like Christie Brinkley and your dad looks like Brad Pitt, then, yeah, you’re gonna look good. Big whoop. You don’t have to be a dick about it.
